Learning To Fly


United States
40° 19' 40.7856" N, 75° 59' 44.4012" W

As she stands there in this crowded room
With no faces she knows
She thinks that she may face her doom
before the director even shows

She feels the same the next year
No one understands
That this girl lives in fear
That no one will lend her a hand

But her third year is not as bad
She is happier than before
But she is quite sad
That next year she is heading for the door

The girl is a senior now
Time has ticked to fast
Now she is hoping that somehow
She can go back to her past

For now she has learned to fly
And learned that nothing can stop her
As tears drip from her eyes
She says goodbye to her band teacher


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