gunslinger

I started feeling bad about myself when I noticed people that had the same features as me were getting them changed with surgery. It just made me feel as if my features were unacceptable because everyone who shared something in common with me was trying to change that feature. People are even getting their freckles lasered off.

Then I just realized the stupidity of it all. Are we all to look the same with just tiny variations of the same face? Is there going to be a day when I can’t tell who is who because it’ll be a sea of sameness?

The birds fell from the sky
There bodies lay on the grassy patios
The walk ways
Feathers everywhere
If only I could breathe life into them
So they could fly again
But not even those with wings
Seem to escape this dark dream
Torn wings
Such a delicate design
Now, just a feral cat’s play thing
Aren’t you supposed to be more than that?
Little humming birds
Brilliant green feathers
Like a thousand emeralds
The little humming bird bodies sparkle in the grass
The sunlight dances off their radiant green feathers
Seeing their dead bodies makes me want to cry
Why can’t you just fly away?
Why did so many of you die?