You Must Be Kidding

The sound of birds' twittering echoed in my head.

I told myself to ignore.

But I will be a liar if I say I suceeded.

The sound of glass breaking still failed to cover the twitters.

They laughed; I laughed.

They were hating; I was hating.

My silence meant disagreement.

I should agreed or disappeared.

The sea was clear.

The sky was dark.

I wanted to breakfree.

I wanted to stay.

The paradox was the result of my intention and my fear.

I demanded an answer.

Years of searching and pondering,

only made me realized, I didn't need one.

Then I took a step back.

I stopped and breathed.

I looked at my surroundings.

And I said to myself "you must be kidding" and I jumped.