The beautiful creature that stands on it’s two legs and may look basic regular like the others
But with the flap of a wing a beautiful display of all kinds of feathers spring to life
Beautiful and majestic but deep down there’s a story behind the beauty that we don’t at all see on the surface
The gentile smile hiding a face of guilt sadness and anger all held up by a wall that might break down
And when the show was over they fell not as a feather but a stone
Without no one noticed they cried and cried until their finally broken heart gave up.