Life is like a kite
You can go up in the air, but not for long
It feels unusual
Because someone is constantly controlling you
They use you until you can no longer fly
All it takes is one stroke
And then you are unable to meet their expectations
It’s strange
Because when this kite was chosen
They adored it
Because it had beautiful colors
And it had the strength to rip through other kites
It can fly high
Up and down
Left and right
You are in full control
Now, with a slight mistake in their perception
It was led into the wrong direction and penetrated by a tree
And hit the ground
Left abandoned
Nowhere to be found
A bird sees it and grabs onto it tightly
Takes it far away
Once again it’s in the air
It’s finally free
It flew further and further away
And passed down to another bird
It will never fall again because this kite now has wings
And a new journey will begin
A new journey will begin
– Poetic G
Poetic G 