Not of This World (a poem)
I am the one watching from behind the scenes.
I am the one who is always there to help, never complaining of the burden on my soul.
I am the caged one who longs to fly free.
I am the one out of my element, lost in a world that no longer cares.
I am the one who is weeping with no tears left to shed.
I am as old as the world, but young to your eyes.
I am the bird whose wings have vanished.
I am wingéd.
I am old as the earth.
And I do not belong here.
"There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground."
dunno who said this, but i thought it was cool