Should I hide them?

But they are part of me now

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The wind is strong today My wings are glowing today I am in the mood to fly away And sitting on the rooftop And look all over the city City lights are shining tonight On this winter cold night The streets are wet tonight People are wearing raincoats Trying their best not to get wet So that they don’t catch a cold Too many worries to be alive But I don’t care I don’t know why Or maybe I do Maybe I do care a lot That I am scared of upsetting nature I cough once or maybe twice I don’t know Maybe I catch a cold But it’s not that bad I am just wearing a thin black jacket On a black t-shirt And black sweatpants And a black crap And a hood on crap But it’s too cold here I am cold My hands are freezing Maybe I should go home But my wings want to use themselves more They want to grow more When I walk on the streets I hid them People stare at me Calling me a weird human being Because I am not dressed warmly on this winter’s cold night Because I am different from them I don’t know How will they look at me When I won’t hide my wings What will they call me? Evil power? Or the one who does black magic? Sometimes it hurts Sometimes it doesn’t Sometimes I sit on the rooftop Hidden from the world in the dark night When stars are shining When the moonlight is brighter than usual But they understand me They understand me better Than the evil people on this earth Who call themselves pure They know I want to be hidden Sometimes they feel heavy on my back Sometimes my back hurts so bad But I never blame my wings Because they also need a place to exist A person to belong to Who takes care of them So I accept them as mine