Taking a reminiscent trip down memory lane 

To the time of my origin from the egg which I came 

A baby I was born, a plus size from than the rest 

Teased first for obesity is something  hard to confess 

 

When it came to hide-n-go-seek in the dark, tag, and other play 

"You always win cause you are different," they say 

These words I was now used to...or so I thought 

A build up of tears is something I always fought 

 

Mom used to take us children to the square 

Imagine all the hustle and bustle coming to silent stares 

"Mom why do they look amazed?" 

Response, "Envious the amazing young cygnet I raised!" 

 

Witnessing austere look deep in momma's eyes 

It took me a while to find out that these were plain lies 

 

Hens would ask chipper questions about my goals and talk fast about the weather 

The playful ducklings would pull and ruffle my feathers 

"So pretty for a black bird," the younglings would quack 

Mayor Farmer would snicker, give me a nudge, pat on the back 

 

I thought I was in, accepted, and all was serene 

Then the most amazing occurrence, a beautiful nightmare shattered my dream 

"I always loved you, and you are one of a kind." 

"I have to now admit that that you are not a child of mine." 

 

My heart shriveled into a surreptitious twist 

Everything which was lucid, now shrouded in the lake's thick uneven mist 

The square was now an exceedingly tortuous of places 

All I could see were judgemental stares on the former awe stricken faces 

 

Whispers among the crowd, the questions from hens now pecking interrogations 

The playful ducklings now feeling like cannibalistic lacerations 

"So pretty for a blackbird,"  synonymous to, "You don't belong you ugly twit." 

Diabolical laughs from Mayor Farmer followed by jabs, hits, and kicks 

 

I was done 

The place I once loved and called home, now a prison yard 

Continually feeling like I was fresh game followed by the barrel of a gun 

So I snuck past the guard 

 

Escaped from the penitentiary of the fugazi 

On my own, philosophizing about life 

Still shackled conscious, Was my being born just not right?

Peering into my dark complexion, "Look at what you caused me!" 

 

I lay slumped in heap, lying among Aussie streets 

Dying from the scalding sun, wishing I could hide but nowhere was there to run 

 

A group of the most dignified passed me by 

Then one stopped entrancing me by eyes 

 

Days on end my mind peered into the image like a still lake 

If I could be anything I would be them, an embodiment of me as them 

Just put everything at stake...wait...

The thought became dim 

 

There was nothing else to lose, what was known as myself was shattered 

A leap of faith was taken, nothing else mattered 

The world caught me harder than a free falling plane 

Explosively showing that there was no need for the pain 

 

The world held a mirror before my gaze 

Weeps escaping from my throat realizing I had wasted so many days 

Tears racing past for the ignorant days now gone 

That I was the most elegant thing there ever was; a divine black swan