With My Feet On The Ground

August 18, 2010
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Out of legos,
You’ve built my heart,
Cried when they wouldn’t,
Come apart.
Reconstructed, reconvened,
Reinvented, puzzled, schemed,
Out of legos,
You’ve built my heart.

But I’ll look at that broken sky,
And see the cracks that let me fly,
I’ll use what wasn’t pressed apart,
I’ll use my head, instead of my heart.

As a puppet,
You’ve tied my arms,
Imprisoned me,
Inside your charm,
And bought my tears, and shaped my mask,
Assigned me to my household tasks,
As a puppet,
You’ve tied my arms.

But I’ll smile at your cold embrace,
And hope to change your twisted face,
And I’ll still fill those dusty shelves,
With the secrets I haven’t told myself.

Inside my spirit,
You’ve made your home,
Upholstered slate,
As was your soul,
And dragged me down, and broke my wings,
Spread your disease, through diamond ring,
Inside my spirit,
You’ve made your home.

But I’ll look at my blackened stare,
And see the hope that once was there,
And though my wings are still pinned down,
I’ll learn to fly with my feet on the ground.





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Monkeypoet1996 said...
Dec. 3, 2010 at 5:34 am
wow, that was awsome !
 
GinaL-N This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 11, 2010 at 1:48 pm
Really love this!
 
crubs3 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Sept. 11, 2010 at 6:28 pm
Thankyou!!!
 
. said...
Sept. 9, 2010 at 9:09 pm
wow!!!!!!1 that was amazing!
 
crubs3 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Sept. 11, 2010 at 6:28 pm
Thanks so much!!!
 
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