I want to see It's all I want Have my life stashed in no box For that notion hope I bleed What's a future? What's a home? What's a story? Memories ANOTHER wants If you beg for the dust to settle Visions golden eyes get When not running blinded ahead Let me go far Let me fly in paint Smash my wings against life's canvas Leave my own mark I desire! Tear open the lid! Gather knowledge from worlds parts. Never caught in unity My own scars Sleep within galaxies Understanding- of what one in a box can't believe ...
This isn't something I traditionally write. It's more a description of my current struggle with flying and discovery.