Monday, 20 January 2020
Fly
I am sick... of seeing... things so tall...
I do not.. want to feel... this small
So I take my mind.. I take my dream...
To move to places... the world here has never seen...
I.. want to be.. more
I.. want to be... higher then before
Until I can fly... fly away
Lift high... fly
I am sick... of being... the dot on the ground
I want to turn the page... be the one staring at the ground...
So I make a plan... to rise myself high
So I can see the world.. from the sky...
I.. want to be.. more
I.. want to be... higher then before
Until I can fly... fly away
Lift high... just fly
I.. want to be.. more
I.. want to be... higher then before
Until I can fly... fly away
Lift high... fly
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