It's influential in the scariest of ways
In this empty room I spend most of my days
Wondering and dreaming of wanting to fly
To spread my wings in the bright blue sky
My feathers create a trail in my hazy memory
For anyone who wants to follow this path with me
If I could just wish for one single thing
It'd be to soar in the sky with a happy song to sing
But here I am, awake and looking around
No wings to fly, only feet that touch the ground.
I sit and wonder, "Was this really meant to be?"
Let's wait till the future, and then we'll really see.
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