A pigeon was kicked and i started crying...
Today at school, during Chemistry class, a pigeon was brought to the class, it was injured because another student had kicked it. Honestly, what kind of fucking lowlife would kick a pigeon. It's just so....stupid! So, the pigeon was brought to the classroom because my teacher, Ms. Amsden had an animal license and she would take care of small animals. She's awesome because of that.
The pigeon was unable to fly because it had an injured wing. I looked at it and i was close to tears. it was a little pigeon who had lost its wings. So, was I...
I was unable to leave the hell in which I lived in. Now, whenever I saw a bird flying, I stop and look up, wondering what I would do if I were a pigeon who was born to fly. They were the lucky ones in my opinion. They had the ability to go and do anything and anywhere as they please. Sure they are hated by society, but so am I, but pigeons don't care, they have the ability to fly away from their problems. I want to see them, I want to love them, I want to be them. I now know why the caged bird sings.
The pigeon was unable to fly because it had an injured wing. I looked at it and i was close to tears. it was a little pigeon who had lost its wings. So, was I...
I was unable to leave the hell in which I lived in. Now, whenever I saw a bird flying, I stop and look up, wondering what I would do if I were a pigeon who was born to fly. They were the lucky ones in my opinion. They had the ability to go and do anything and anywhere as they please. Sure they are hated by society, but so am I, but pigeons don't care, they have the ability to fly away from their problems. I want to see them, I want to love them, I want to be them. I now know why the caged bird sings.