I used to be
A new paper airplane
Drifting on the wind
Floating freely across the room
Seeking refuge in the next persons hand
Now I am that same paper airplane
Crumpled in the trash
Surounded by garbage
Gum sticking to me
Markers staining my once clean wings
Never to feel the light weight of the wind under my wings
Ever
Again
YOU ARE READING
Paper Airplane
PoetryAnother one of my poems that I wrote awhile ago. It's a reflective poem. Who would've guessed that paper airplanes could be so deep XD just kidding haha. Well, tell me what you think, even if you absolutely HATE it, just tell me why:)
