Bird

You moved too fast not breaking for him , You are strong. though times earlier in his haven , your lights were on , but later on , you breezed past his dark alleys , Not gleaming for him . Jumping puddles, getting stained, Not learning from him. Getting maimed, losing heart, everything!, Not dying for him. You are strong . You plunged in like a seagull , With arms wrapped around him drowning , till moving cars appeared to be at halt. but it’s not red to be you, Though you were amber to trust . But It’s not red to see green first , before falling hard to love’s concrete floor . you are strong . It’s not white to be him. It’s not purple to be her . You know he ain’t God You know it’s not entirely your fault . He let you go, cos he doesn’t know That a bird, free from its cage, can fly . you are strength .