by Jasmin

People say being two is bad,
it's not the point, they say, "to be sad",
but being two people can be an awful thing,
like a bird breaking it's trusty wing.
Birds have friends to assist them so,
but I don't have anyone to trust, though.
I am like a bird with a broken wing,
the only thing I can do is sing.
I can wallow and cry if I wish,
Bewaring the loud angry hiss,
but I wish I wasn't so alone,
I wish..
I wish I could just go home...

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