The Egg

February 25, 2010
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I sit and stare at the walls of confinement
Daring not to move an inch,
For if I did I would be set free
And I wouldn’t want that.

I hear the vibrance of the world outside
If Fear released his grasp
I could make my own noise,
Yet I wouldn’t want that.

The days go by and silence persists
I look around at the solitude,
Thinking how I could be free
But I wouldn’t want that.

My throat is hoarse
Yet no sound has been heard.
I cry out to those who wish to release me
Because I wouldn’t want that.

But one day my prison breaks
And out I fly into the world.
Seeing all the beauty, I think about my prison
And I know I wouldn’t want that now.

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Milo! said...
Mar. 12, 2010 at 3:55 pm
I really love this. I really like how everyone can relate to this. I hope you keep writing, because this is great. You should check out some of my stuff. I think you would like it.
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