I am a bird that cannot fly.  In fact, I am the camel bird. camelus. That's the species name for ostriches. A confused, owl-strich. (Sorry. One of my dreams is to become the first ever standup comedian swan.)
People seem to insist that I am a flightless bird, but I know the truth. I have wings. Once, when I was real small, I even flew a little. I know I can fly. 
Here's the the truth: I am an ugly ducking. Everyone thinks I'm an ostrich with shorter legs, see? But really, I am an ugly duckling and one day I will transform into a swan. Yes, I know it'll be a long and arduous journey. And yes, my parents will be quite confused. Still, Maya Angelou, who I am certain was a goddess, explains: "There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you." 

I've been in some pain for a while now.

It's time to tell my tale. 

This is my swan song.