We could reach far beyond what we are if only we grow in our natural habitat. What should we be free from, is it fear, doubt, society, low self-esteem or personal “demons”? You are what you are, an extinct consciousness. Break free and live.
The egg was a hard place to start a life
I became the little bird who wanted to fly
I spread my wings and let the wind take me away
My feathers grew stronger, and I was ready to soar
A moment of apprehension
When my visions meet my expectations
I will become the next captain of the sky
I will feel the world beneath as I soar high
This dream has been beautiful so far
As I leap towards the cursory wait
This faith has come alive
I will be reborn, as I wander afar
The egg wasn’t the hardest place to start a life
I’m the little bird that will never fly
I spread my wings but there’s no wind in sight
When my feathers grow, will I ever know flight?
A moment I could only imagine
When visions are erased by extinctions
I will someday become the captain of the sky
If my cage would be opened so I could fly
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