The Raven Flies

I call myself the Raven Prince, for I am dark, intelligent and wise, and playful to a fault, shy enough to not trust enough until an allotted time of my choosing and even then I am on my guard of you.
A Raven is a solitary creatures at times
unlike the Crow with a clan perhaps
numbering in the tens to a hundred strong.
Me, I am no Crow.
I am but a lonely Raven with only a few raven friends
who find me.
A Lonely life, for even the other ravens do not truly know me
Not for any of the ways I find I need them to.
So I am a lonely Raven even when amongst them
Yet, I fly...
because it easy, it's effortless
to find distraction in the heights,
to see all the beauty laid out below me
waiting to be discovered just by me
and only me internally.
I am the Prince of Ravens you see.,
isolated, above the others, not by choice
but simply because my place is not
amongst them,
Why?
I could wonder why until I have died
and still not know the reason why.
I have always felt it though since a child.
It just is.
So I fly to distract
Ever higher, ever lower....
wherever  I choose.
I will choose it
because I am the Raven Prince