missing my wing

I'm just a little bird. Missing its left wing. I ought to have two wings. The left side and the right side. But I found my self have only one side. I lost the other wing.

I am getting used to it. Or at least, I'm trying. It's not my weakness. I could sing. I could great people. I could make some nest. I could fly, tough in unstable movement. I could feed my self, tough in slow motion. I am alive. That is the most important thing that matter.

Until today I see that bird. Flying so high with two perfect wings. Its beauty irritated me. I am not envy her. I just wondering how happy I am if I could do so..

Then I suddenly I realized. I have never got used to it. I am pretending and I am tired to do so almost all the time. It is now time for me to release all the pain.

Admitting that I am missing my wing.

Could I be happier if I just say so?

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