I soar through the sky; eyes closed
The feeling of being free; Best feeling of most
I get the insight of the Heavens
This life is easy; No levels
My wings are flawless and long
My concentration of being in far places are played as a song
The wind to my ears; that's the music
If I weren't a bird, I'd loose it.
I open my eyes to see the sky
Only to realize I'm about to die
I lay here on my bed with cancer inside me
I guess when I'm gone; that's how I'll be free
-MindlessElaine
