High, high above the ground she sails away through the clouds.
Leaving all she every known, for a world of the unknown.
Why you ask, why would she leave that behind.
She had everything she could want, all the love she could ask for.
Yet it didn't have what she needed.
Inside she was hurting; falling apart at the seams.
Even if she had love, she felt unseen and unheard.
Even if she had it all, she felt she had nothing at all.
She was hurting inside, and misunderstood.
She wanted nothing more than to leave her cage and and sail away through the sky.
And right know she was mkre that ready; right know was her time to sail away through the sky.
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