Paper Cut Eyes

Fly

Fly

Bound by fear,

my wings are broken.

The message is clear.

I need to be awoken.

Twirling the key limply

between my shaking fingers.

Staying bound simply

because the fear lingers.

I feel so close to the ground

yet I yearn for the skies.

Down here I'm safe and sound,

but all I want to do is fly.

Fear is good,

it keeps you tame.

Keeps you alive.

Playing the game.

I just want to be set free.

Let myself go,

And still just be me.

Break al my chains

Spread out my wings

So what if I fall

I've been set free...