Growing up, Life was beautiful
With wings on my back
I flew everywhere in the light
My giggles roamed in the fresh air
Is this what it feels to be alive?
When your heart is excited
You feel so calm
Everyone paid attention to me wherever I went
Their gazes filled with love
Started creeping me out
The moment I realised their intentions
The more they looked, the more shiver it sent down my spine
Every day, I prayed for them to not look at me
I don't want to be the centre
Please don't think about me
I am nothing but just a supporting character
Let me fade away into the background
Like a feather that fell down
I stopped flying the moment my wings were clipped
The chains on my wrists are dipped in the colour red
Scars on my blistered feet
Is this what it feels to be alive?
Trapped in a cage
With a hole in my heart
People looking at me like I'm a toy
A display for them to showcase
They expect me to fly
As I hug my leftover feathers
I close my eyes only to open them up to see myself standing on the other side
Locked in a mirror
I looked at the me who didn't recognise herself
Is this what it feels to be alive?
When your lost self stands in front of you
Unable to reach them
I can only extend my hand to ask Save me
Growing up, Life was beautiful
With wings on my back
I flew everywhere in the light
My giggles roamed in the fresh air
Now how many days has it been since I last smiled?
I even forgot how to walk so how am I supposed to fly?
Is this what it feels to be alive?
——————-Melody_Alyward
Did you enjoy reading? I hope you did ❤️❤️This is basically the perspective of that same girl character when she becomes self conscious and socially anxious. By the way, in case you are wondering, this is not based on me. It's just thoughts of a girl who feels different kinds of emotions. Which reminds me, we need to think of a name for this girl. Any suggestions?
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Lingering Life ✔️
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