Spread my Wings

December 19, 2017
By jennahm BRONZE, La Vista, Nebraska
jennahm BRONZE, La Vista, Nebraska
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For as long as I’ve known I’ve been stuck in this nest
Made of my parents’ toil, so I’m able to rest.
But it’s beginning to feel like a trap
As winds threaten the branches to snap.
How I wish I could spread my wings
And take courageous flight
Away from the confines of other feathers
Of sisters and brothers.
I wish to sing my own melodies
In my own home of trees,
A tune just for my own self to please,
But I’m still stranded in my cell
Awaiting the day my parents will tell
That I’m able to spread my wings
In future’s blinding rays of light.

The author's comments:

Although my parents are kind, they are very overprotective, and I find that it's hard to find my identity when they're so overbearing. As senior year of high school passes for me, I'm anxious for the day I can finally be an individual.

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