Black Swan

I was always looking up to everyone, as they were looking down. It was another day in paradise but the only view that I was concerned was that of my reflection. I was different. I see angels flying over the water, swimming with majestic animals. While they were lured to the water by their souls, I was lured to what was next to the water, fire. The hot fire warmed my heart, but then I realized I had burned my wings, it was amazing cause I never knew how to fly and now I did not have to learn. I was always looking up to everyone, as they were looking down. I would play with fire and know only "He" would see the joy in my smiles. Everyone else was scared I would burn their wings. My downfall was not playing with fire, or being different. My downfall was that I judged them for judging me. Instead of playing with fire, I did not play at all. I judged them back, except I was alone, and did not know better, and now I am alone forever, playing with fire.