The Knife

I shall never be able to understand you

Sent here with a special purpose

Yet with all these gifts

You have no impact on the world

For you are a fool

Seeking to be in the multitude

Cutting off your own wings with the knife

Society so willingly provides

And choosing to walk this treacherous path

Instead of soaring high in the heavens

With the very legends, you aspire to become

For the simple reason that

Everyone else is doing so too.