Shadows keep us

Stuck to the ground

What would it be like,

To finally fly?

Shadows:

Fears kept together in such a way

To create nightmares,

Such worries keep people on the ground.

What would it be like

To not worry about those fears

To do anything,

To be free?

If I could change anything,

I’d keep people from their shadows,

Help people not worry,

And let them fly.