When will I get my chance to fly?
It seems about time
I've been thinking bout my life
And how I'm ready to take flight
Its not you or the things I've seen
I just need to find a piece of me
There's things I still don't know
I need to make it on my own
Wherever this road takes me
Ill always fly back home
YOU ARE READING
Why don't you speak out loud instead of living in your head
कविताJust a bunch of shitty poems and song attempts
