Should I hide them?
But they are part of me now
The wind is strong today
My wings are glowing today
I am in the mood to fly away
And sitting on the rooftop
And look all over the city
City lights are shining tonight
On this winter cold night
The streets are wet tonight
People are wearing raincoats
Trying their best not to get wet
So that they don't catch a cold
Too many worries to be alive
But I don't care
I don't know why
Or maybe I do
Maybe I do care a lot
That I am scared of upsetting nature
I cough once or maybe twice
I don't know
Maybe I catch a cold
But it's not that bad
I am just wearing a thin black jacket
On a black t-shirt
And black sweatpants
And a black crap
And a hood on crap
But it's too cold here
I am cold
My hands are freezing
Maybe I should go home
But my wings want to use themselves more
They want to grow more
When I walk on the streets
I hid them
People stare at me
Calling me a weird human being
Because I am not dressed warmly on this winter's cold night
Because I am different from them
I don't know
How will they look at me
When I won't hide my wings
What will they call me?
Evil power?
Or the one who does black magic?
Sometimes it hurts
Sometimes it doesn't
Sometimes I sit on the rooftop
Hidden from the world in the dark night
When stars are shining
When the moonlight is brighter than usual
But they understand me
They understand me better
Than the evil people on this earth
Who call themselves pure
They know I want to be hidden
Sometimes they feel heavy on my back
Sometimes my back hurts so bad
But I never blame my wings
Because they also need a place to exist
A person to belong to
Who takes care of them
So I accept them as mine
