[batkondrat]

Я просто захотела, чтобы это было у меня в коллекции. Это прекрасная вещь. И я ни за что не решусь переводить это - я просто не смогу передать ту же атмосферу. Ни за что и никогда. Но это настолько красиво, просто и глубоко и...


Автор: sunburnt_bliss
Название: Fly Away
Саммари: Free me from this world
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Looking out to the blue sky, I see them.

Looking out to the blue sky, I see them.

It's not difficult to spot, you don't have to look hard. It's not something you have to dig deep to find, or something you need to analyze to actually get it.

It's just two birds, side by side, flying through the air.

It's the first nice day of Spring; the rest has been rainy and depressing and horrible. And instead of being out there, enjoying it like any normal organism, I'm shacked up inside, with other people similar to myself, learning things we don't want to learn.

Being in a place we don't want to be.

And I look to the boy next to me, and it feels like the closest I'll ever feel to being those two birds. Liberated.

Free.

Not bound down by 'society's' expectations of me.

The expectations my parents have for me.

My teachers.

Myself.

I wish that, even just for a moment, I could fly away with those birds, and see just how ridiculous life has become. Watching people do things they don't want to do, live lives they don't want to lead.

Do they realize how pointless it is? Do they get to a point where they just get fed up, or do they never have that feeling?

Have they been taught to get what they're given, no matter how shit it is?

I have. Only now, but at least it has happened.

I'm supposed to go to University the year after next. Until then I have to go through school wishing for it to end. It could all end so easily; there's nothing holding me down here.

Nothing except for my fears. My doubts.

My doubts that I will never make anything of myself. That I won't be successful, that I won't do something good for the world.

The only thing I have any faith in is my music,

Me, and Chris, and Dom. We've started something, and I wish I could spend more time making it perfect. I want it to be perfect.

I want us to be perfect. Not just for me. But for the world. And each other.

And Dom.

I mean, it sounds weird, but he just gets me. He knows how I feel about being trapped in this life, and that fact alone makes me want to get out of here just to make him happy. It's like, out of a whole flock of birds that fly in that V formation, only him and me don't get why we do it. Why we can't just fly off by ourselves and find something more interesting to do than fly around in that pattern all day. Sure, there's all of the actual reasons they do it, but why not fly away?

Why not use those wings for good?

I always wonder what life would be like if we could fly. We wouldn't need cars, right? That would mean we wouldn't use as much greenhouse gases, meaning climate change wouldn't be a problem, meaning its one less thing for the world to squabble and argue about.

But what else?

What if you could fly away? Go somewhere, be something, do something.

Not just stay on the ground,

The say that the sky's the limit, but how do we reach that limit if we don't have anything that can take us there?

Or what if I want to go to space?

I always get these thoughts when I get the desk next to the window. I look out to the sky, and it's usually overcast and drizzly, but today the sky is dazzlingly clear and blue, and the horizon seems so far away beyond the rolling hills.

I want to go there one day.

Oh, Dom's noticed me doing it again. He prods me.

I look back at him, which I don't usually do, but this time, I feel as though I have to look into his eyes to make him realize what I want.

I want to fly away. I want to beat my wings and soar above all of this. This life, these people, these limits.

But most of all, I want him to fly with me.

I look back to the sky, pointing at the two birds that are flying further and further away. Dom sees them. He reaches for my hand under the desk and squeezes it with his own,

We'll get there one day.