Fly High
Fly High
Squeezed within a surface
Gasping for air
It's hard to live your own life when someone wants you to live theirs.
Its comical you see; but you can’t free it
You can’t free something that is trapped forever;
You better believe it.
They don’t know better
They have never been taught
It’s hard to get away with something if you’ve never been caught.
Take a breath of fresh air-and open your white eyes
It’s time for you to fly high baby bird;
Fly high
This poem is about:
My community
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