Pull back on that handle
Turn yourself around
You can't avoid everything
But you won't hit the ground
Not if you keep trying
Ignore the ones who burn
They see a plane tonight
But you are a metal bird
What you find so hard to see
Is that you're grace made of steel
And all you've got to do
Is grab a hold of that wheel
So do so with passion
And show them what you can do
Because though they may seem big
They are nothing compared to you
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Life and Its Discrepancies
PoetryThis book is filled with poems from every range of my emotions, from when I'm super depressed to when I can't be happier. I don't know how long I'll keep this thing going, just know that it covers a bunch of personal things that may be considered a...
