I long to fly into the sky,
But cannot dare to pry,
My wings melted, my spirit burnt,
I see others and cry.
I long to fly into the sky,
To tell the world thru my cries,
Live On!! Will come a better day.
Too late for me to try.
I long to love with all my heart,
But dare not make a start,
Heart is broken, lies abandoned,
Like a morbid piece of art.
I long to fly into the sky,
To tell the world thru my cries,
Live On!! Will come a better day.
Too late for me to try.
I long to hope for a brighter morn,
But I lost the day in mourning,
Death of my sheltered spirit,
Through Callous human ignoring.
I long to fly into the sky,
To tell the world thru my cries,
Live On!! Will come a better day.
Too late for me to try.
I live for reverence, for respect,
Brave insults for they suspect,
That I am trying to make a change,
Through realization and introspect.
I long to fly into the sky,
To tell the world thru my cries,
Live On!! Will come a better day..
But today, Alas! Is when I Die.
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