Broken Wings... 

What happened to this world
that I thought I knew...
the world that I have so much anticipated for
since I was a child?

I waited for so long to grow wings and fly free.
Now that I have wings, where am I to go?
Where in this hatred-ridden barren wasteland
can I truly soar free?

What do I do, now with my wings all broken up
after life has shot me down
with its furious arrows?
What do I do now?

I can only pick up my fractured pieces
and trod on - barefeet -
through the desolated world looking for answers...
or maybe some happy faces telling me that everything will be all right.