To fly is to be with ones self
Careless to imperfections of society's view
Flowing wondrously in times parade
Shining in your spotlight as you skip by
In that moment eye's are upon you
******* your talents and seducing your beauty
Basking in the public's eye on your cloud 9
It was quite a journey to happiness
Many a dark paths daring to tempt me a stray
The heart speaks of experience"wise advice"if you will
Decisions of many forms show themselves
This isn't a time for indecisiveness
But patience is a virtue...

Danger comes in many disguises
Praying on your wildest fantasy's
Lusting you into the pits of hell
Where demons strum fiddles of fire and sing in chants of unknown tongue's
                         Enough! I say
I'm in search of gates lined in pearls and angels singing songs in heavenly echo's
A place no one dare trespass
You must earn your place here
This is what I seek, this is where I belong

The quiet halls speak so loud, like an ultrasonic wave.
In such long and winding paths we walk, we seem lost.
Searching for our long lost souls, like a spirit searching for its grave.
We speak an unknown language, begging to be understood, somehow falling short of our own expectations.
We wish to fit in with the crowd that flows as natural as a wave in the ocean. Acceptance is what we strive for and the wise say be yourself.
Yourself is the best you can be. Its then,  your soul is truly free.