She is a firefly
Searching for a way
Out of the glass jar
Where broken wings lay
She longs for the world
The one that surrounds her
But she cannot be in this world
All around her
Spending her days
Searching for a light
If only she'd look at herself
And trust the sight
Drowning in self-pity
The firefly fails to see
That the glass jar is open
And she is free
Searching for a way
Out of the glass jar
Where broken wings lay
She longs for the world
The one that surrounds her
But she cannot be in this world
All around her
Spending her days
Searching for a light
If only she'd look at herself
And trust the sight
Drowning in self-pity
The firefly fails to see
That the glass jar is open
And she is free
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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