Take my eyes as the looking-glass.

Have you ever felt like your wings have been cut off from those who were to mend them and that the one you would confide in becomes the one you can no longer lean on? 

False accusations and briefed words. 

You're trying to breathe even after receiving oxygen but still feel suffocated. 

The forced expectation and the fake amusement just to pass the darkness of the nights that suppress your every breath. 

It consumes me and becomes me.

Without support or a joke to make you laugh but having to be the one that smiles at the ones you wish to walk away from. 

Stifling and choking on every aspect of what used to be the freedom that has now become captivation. 

Fly away or run away just to see what it used to be but if I fly too far or run too far I might lose myself trying to reach the ideal of being.

Being alone and wanting to be doesn't match the existence of the one created not to be. 

Having a cool breeze brush past you but can't seem to refresh you and imagining what a bird with no wings is like. 

Knowing how it felt to fly in the sky but now having to depend on others to fly. 

Seeing colors through one eye and black and white in the other

Desperately wanting to feel the high of being able to soar in the sky. 

Restrictions, rules, and regulations are all to be met because of this new change of set

I wonder what it would be like to see this isolation in a new light.

Bound by fate just to graduate and be brought down to earth matching the level I stand.

Back before 10 and locked in this solitude of a den

Keeping me from my faith is how it feels.

You don't understand or try to understand because it's trivial to the point I get to eat and live

Maybe if you just looked through my glass you would have seen my past.

Once again this loneliness appears and for a while, it won't disappear.

Feeling secluded from the rest so I can be up to standard for this test

Victorious or not, I just want to taste what it was like at the end of the race.

To see the joys that one has and to experience the euphoric laugh

So no, you don't understand and you won't understand because you've never been in the place to understand. 

Unbeknownst to the fact that I'm struggling to adapt to this change which brings me back to the idea that I can't handle change. 

Then you tell me if I want to leave, you won't stop me

Darkened by this burden that you have undeniably placed upon me, a bird in a cage.

Just see me because I see you, hear me because I hear you but then again how are you going to see me or hear me if I wasn't meant to exist for you. 

Written by Alyssa Chin

Photo Credits: Henry Asencio