Flightless || Inktober Prompt
I love spreading my arms to fly.
But I'm not a bird.
I still love flying high.
People say differently.
Only birds fly.
You don't have wings to fly.
I know, right.
I have no wings, but I'll still fly in my capacity.
I will not be flightless.
These small minds try to bring me to their level.
They try to talk me down.
I'll not let them get to me.
I'll fly high, above my current state.
They'll see me fly above them and say, "I told you".
There are animals with wings and are flightless.
They barely make use of the wings, even though they have wings.
Flying is not about the wings.
Flying is not literal.
Flying is about perception.
I am not flightless, i will fly high.