Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Caged Bird

Why do I feel like a caged bird? Is it because I can't do everything that I'd like? Is it because people are telling me what I can and can't do even though I am well enough to make my own decisions? I'm trying to figure this one out. Everything feels hopeless...I'm traped in a greased glass tube. I look around and people try to help me but are cut off and pushed back by another force. It calls itself the "protective force". Most of the time I like it but...now it's making me feel helpless. It was nice at first...to know someone cared for me enough to put their life on the line, but now...now it's for silly things...stupid things. It makes me feel like I need to go to different measures to make myself feel better. I'm at a loss, and nothing I do makes it better...only worse.

~Falcon

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

What Would You Do?

What would you do if someone close to you died today right in front of you?
What would you do if you found out you were pregnant and you had no money?
What would you do if the person you love the most in the world left you?
What would you do if your best friend acted like they didn't care about you anymore?
What would you do if your true friends aren't what they seem?
What would you do if you find people who can help you but you don't accept their help?
What would you do if you lost everything in the world?
What would you do if you became homeless over night?
What would you do if your country was bombed and you had no where to go?
What would you do if you saw a helpless child going through the garbages looking for a meal?
What would you do if someone was so down on their luck they lost all hope of a future?
What would you do if tomorrow was going to be taken away from you?
What would you do if a little lost kitten looked you straight in the eye begging for a home?
What would you do if you watched someone take an only child from a parent?
What would you do if you watched a murder happen right in front of you?
What would you do if someone asked for a piece of clothing because they had none of their own?
What would you do if all of this happened to you?