It is almost as if I were a sparrow with a broken wing,
and you have spread your wings before I ever.
Thats fine-I will heal soon.
And I'll fly higher than you.
It is like I am a trapped cocoon waiting to be beautiful.
You're already a butterfly that is fluttering away.
That's fine-
Eventually my beauty will be revealed.
My life is an antique store that you refuse to enter.
As your life is where it should be.
That's fine-
I am worth it.
I am not a sparrow-
I am not a trapped cocoon.
My life is not an antique store.
However, That's fine.
Eventually,
I will fly higher,
I will be revealed,
and You'll know my worth.
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