Hello. First I'd just like to say that every piece of music I attatch will be from Kiwi artists. Give ya abit of some New Zeland talent. :-)
I wake in the early hours and make sure I have everything packed. After making sure I have everything I take a quick shower and head down for breakfast.
"Good morning Anna" the cook says
I've known her my whole life, rescued me from a lot of terrible situation that involes a girl who hates my exsistance and hopes I'd die one day. She's sad that I'm leaving the orphanage.
"Morning Mama Kathy"
"Eggs Benedict for you my dear"
"Aww Kathy, what a treat you have for me today"
"Yes well, my little Kiwi is sailing into that big ole American. Stupid sunset" she sobs
I wrap my arms around her
"It won't be forever Kathy, it was you that told me to always aim high huh? And besides when I get rich enough I'll come back and steal you"
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I am now waiting inside Auckland International Airport awaiting my flight with a constantly weeping Kathy.
"Now, Michael is going to pick you up from JFK right?"
"Yes Kathy, no more worrying we have it sorted! I will always keep in touch and show you how I'm doing okay?"
"Okay my girl! Now remember, just because your small doesn't mean your strength is okay! And if anyone and I mean anyone tries to make fun of you, remember what I taught you okay?"
"Yes, I will. Thank you mama"
"You're welcome my girl, oh and remember. Who told ya that we can't fly huh?"
I laugh and hug her one more time and she starts singing White Lines from six60.
I grab my carry on bag and make my way towards the plane. Turning back and waving at the only parental figure I have ever known.
"Bye Mama Kathy, love you!"
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I'm finally seated in my seat and I get myself comfortable, plugging in my ear buds I listen to the tunes Kathy has put on an ipod for me, nothing but old school and new school kiwiana music but her favourite is first.
White lines - six60
The love, the hate
Don't hate, this ain't no ordinary life
We give, we take
This ain't no temporary high
The rise, the fall
Shit is messing with my mind
I'm up the wall
Now I'm running for the lights
Yeah uh. I'm on yeah, do this every night
Its right, its wrong, do this every single time
Its on, well fuck it I just wana touch the sky
Coz now I see the..
White lines
And blue skies
Who told ya that we can't fly?
Oh yeah
White lines
All the time
Who told ya that we can't fly?.
Oh yeah....
Humming a lot to the beat I close my eyes.
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P.S.. Kiwi is a bird that cannot fly. It has no wings, it is rare and endangered as well as indeginous to New Zealand.
Chur
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RomanceAnnabelle Doyle-Smith is from a small country at the bottom of the world who has big dreams high hopes and a very BIG heart. everything about her is little but what she wants is something Big. and when she wants it, she is determined to get it.