Flight.

I wanted to fly

Correction:

I want to fly

but,

my wings were broken even before i could try

is it just me

or is this how the world role?

are we meant to be;

this complex

this bizzare

this confusing

and

this,

broken.

how i wish 

the little complications

are just a matter 

of passing madness.

and that life is

all about taking flight;

with no grounds to fall on.

just

air.

wind.

and freedom.