Fly.

9 Mar

if i was a bird, i would flee from this land and never look back,

head high, wings in tact.

flapping, flapping, soaring, soaring….

realizing life standing still is just too boring.

if i was a bird, i’ll leave this place,

fleeing disaster, and fleeing hate. 

watching life from the sky,

oh what it’s like to be this high.

if i was a bird, i would just escape,

on the way to destiny, i mustn’t be late.

oh what i would do just to fly,

to steal the day, and disappear by night.

I guess it was meant for me to be strong,

to let the birds sing my song…

to keep my feet planted firmly on the ground,

body in tact, mind is sound.

i’m not a bird, i’m a girl…

living in a crazy world.

i can not fly, i can only walk.

i can not chirp, i can only talk.

but even though, i have legs..

i can not run away.

Unlike those birds, i have to stay.

& let my emotions, sway.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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