Ms. Hen and the elephant bag |
Birthday 3/5/2019
Once upon a time, there was a girl
who was not like everyone else. At first she wanted to be like everyone else,
but as she grew up, she gave up that notion. She knew she was strange, and she
accepted it. She made a great attempt to appear as everyone else did; she did
not have strange hair or clothes, and she tried to do things that normal people
did, though it strained her.
She
walked through her life like a zombie sometimes, and occasionally she became a
zombie. She didn’t know what to do. She thought she could have been like
everyone else, but one dreary cold winter’s day, she decided there was no
chance she would ever be normal. She decided to continue pretending like she
was normal, to trick everyone, but she realized that was not her destiny.
The
heart is like a birdcage, if a bird is trapped, it might not flourish. If you
let the bird free, it could fly out the window and never come back. Why would
the bird come back if it has the option of flying in the blue sky, away from
your prying eyes? She was the bird that became free because she let go of what
people thought of her, flying high in the air, like she never cared, though it
pained her to know that she couldn't be a clone, accepting the fallacies
that we’re fed about the way our lives should be; she would be her own creature
and silently tell the world to fuck off.
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