The Science of it All.

Creating identities.

I used to be a hummingbird.
Flying low,
with everywhere to be but no place to go.
Dreaming up clouds
but I wouldn't soar.
Insecurity blocked and gravity pulled to the core.
Let my mind reconstruct my genes
cause flying wasn't my thing.
Music trapped in my cords
but I wouldn't sing.
Humming low
cause I couldn't scream.
closed my mouth so my thoughts  couldn't breathe.
I asked to receive.
Now I am human among other things.

Reviews

[nafisa]

This is a fantastic poem,
great job : )

[Love Nik]

Wow thank you!!