I dream of blue skies and freedom
Flying so high - seeing the wonders of the world
Wonder why it is that God didn't give me wings
I want to chase the golden-tinted spring hue
To the end of the flowery fields
To run along the beach and scream against the waves
Not because I may break my hip
Now, I want the certainty that I am free
Chase all doubts away into oblivion
There's nothing more freeing than childhood innocence
Not believing there is anything wrong with you in the first place
Perhaps the problem is when they made the first rules
I want to chuck those rule books out the window
To connect with God is knowing I'm perfectly imperfect
Smiling in the sun, there is no other me
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The Last Mermaid
PoetryEver had a dream you confused with life? Ever feel yourself slipping away into the waves? Ever feel that you've just gathered wings to fly away from this mess? Well... you have. You may be one of the last mermaids. Part anthology, part diary of grie...
