My wings become heavy sometimes and I find it hard to keep flying high
Learning to fly is one thing, but staying in the air is another
Staying in the air is talent, staying in the air when you see other people have it easy is hard
I start to soar low, almost touching the ground
I'm telling everyone now, if I hit the ground...
I'm not taking off into the sky again
I'm going to settle, learn how to walk and live down here
If it gets hard down here then hopefully I can find another place after
But I'll get to that when I get to that
Until now, I'll dwindle... it'll just be, I'll just be
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The Divinity In The Wings
PoetryEvery once in a while, I wish for wings because I just want to fly away