Just a fly on the wall
watching this small world go by
trapped in this house
it sees the door open
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Your wings will repair one day and you'll be free. I just hope it happens soon. Keep writting, I love your poetry.
I love the frenetic pace of this poem! ! I can feel the pent up energy!
U.U., Did you ever notice how it sits at the bottom of the jar for a minute, but, then keeps looking for a way out again? ... inspiring in a way. B.V.A.
nice! them wings will heal just gotta give em time.... or just turn into a bee and sting the person closing the door :)
This is really good and is a really good metaphor.