Fly Free

When you're a child
everything looks so bright and nice and shiny
people cuddle you and smile and give you candies.
Rainbows everywhere
never ending colours and joyful sounds.
And the older you get
the darker get the colours
the candies are gone and you catch hold of cigarettes
the colours become smoke
the joyful sounds become never ending peeps of alarm clocks, cars, fridges, cell phones
and it peeps inside you like a ticking time bomb you keep on running in circles trying to do your best trying not to sleep and to manage everything so nobody complains and your mind peeps and you don't hear anything anymore and all you want is to stop the noise and the smoke and you climb to the top floor after writing that letter saying you're sorry and you look to the horizon and there it is a beautiful rainbow and the sun rising and you jump and the peep stops everything is spinning and you fly free like a bird looking to the
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