Fly High

Fly High

Squeezed within a surface

Gasping for air


It's hard to live your own life when someone wants you to live theirs.

Its comical you see; but you can’t free it


You can’t free something that is trapped forever;

You better believe it.


They don’t know better


They have never been taught

It’s hard to get away with something if you’ve never been caught.


Take a breath of fresh air-and open your white eyes

It’s time for you to fly high baby bird;

Fly high


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