I stand in my bedroom
Ready to take the leap of faith
My mirror reflecting a future
That flew away long ago.
I've always had someone to lift me up
Take me higher and higher until I pass out from vertigo
But the highest I'll ever fly by myself
Is the length between my feet and the floor
I get excited at planes taking off
At hot air balloons rising
And spaceships taking off
But I know I will only truly "fly" once more.
To fly is to be free
But what is freedom with clipped wings?
As I stare at the sky, ready to take off
I feel free for the last time.
Apr 2
Apr 2, 2026 at 9:22 PM UTC
I stand in my bedroom
Ready to take the leap of faith
My mirror reflecting a future
That flew away long ago.
I've always had someone to lift me up
Take me higher and higher until I pass out from vertigo
But the highest I'll ever fly by myself
Is the length between my feet and the floor
I get excited at planes taking off
At hot air balloons rising
And spaceships taking off
But I know I will only truly "fly" once more.
To fly is to be free
But what is freedom with clipped wings?
As I stare at the sky, ready to take off
I feel free for the last time.
I frikkin love bird analogies
This is dedicated to that special someone who's heart I broke in January
