Well, I figured I would try to salvage this thread (didn't mean to be rude before guys, but that stuff was just not my style at all).
So here's my new poem. I wrote it freestyle today in Psychology during a boring video.
Broken Wing
Do you wonder
what I'm doing?
Wonder if my voice still sounds,
like the voice that you remember?
Voice of reason from the ground.
As you flutter,
flitting flying,
I call to you from below.
I cannot fly
to join your sky,
so I'll wander on my own.
It's unfair of me
to ask you
simply to forget your wings.
So I ask you
just to fly away;
take what separate futures bring.
Edit:Kind of a late edit, but I'd just like to say that I really did like that last poem you posted Germinator.