Monday, November 12, 2007

To fly, free and me...

All I need is to be free,
Soaring through the worlds on a flying spree
Flapping my tiny little wings
Facing all the winds' mood swings
Hiding between the green and yellow
Grasslands and forests, both deep and shallow
And swiftly brush against the wet moss dew
Be happy being one of those few
To know what is true and real
To know how it would feel
All I need is to be me
Not the tiniest of dirt to see
Feel myself, feel true, feel pure
Treasure every smile, for sure
Disregard and fight every tear
Move over the moments i fear
Feel safe, feel firm, feel strong
Do no bad, no wrong
And let the good flow through me
Let myself be what i'd be

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