Creative Writing

bird song

By Izzy Braico

I throw stones at birds,

Hoping they’ll miss.

I do not envy you your experience,

Though I know you think I should.

I find you rarely hold your tongue,

Though I sometimes wish you would.

I want to forget

The things that I’ve done–

Not to name yours

As a heart that I’ve won. 

I find I look to others

For what I’ll find inside. 

I seek an inner peace

that love cannot provide. 

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