As a child I used to look
At the skies in wonder.
All the clouds seemed to be so free
I wished a cloud could pick up me.
So I could fly, Into the sunlight.
Past the clouds, and rainy days.
So I gathered one hundred white balloons.
And I floated away.
As I floated away from earth.
Into the blank, spaces above.
I looked beside me,
I found no one around me
That's when I realized, freedom didn't rest in the skies.
It rested in the people who knew me.
That made me smile, laugh, and cry,
Those friends didn't rest in the skies
So I popped my balloons, and fell from the sky.
My vision blurs, as clouds fly by.
I see my friend waiting, arms spread wide.
Then they catch me in a net of their love.
And I cry, I cry because of the beauty.
The beauty of freedoms sweet grace.
I was so blind, and my friends were so kind
To show me the way.
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It's a song. I wish I could upload a vid of me singing it, but I don't know how yet T^T
