What does it mean to fly?
To escape the pressures, the names, the criticisms.
But can we ever really escape them?
The memories, the pain, the questions.

Am I really fat?
How do people see me...
I know who I am, but do they?
I'm not just some girl you can pick on,
That girl is long gone.

Flying is more than escaping
It's exploring, it's wandering, it's freedom.
Finding yourself and who you want to be
The freedom to be yourself

Who can judge you from so far away?
Thousands of feet above, no one can stop you now.
They can throw as many pebbles as they want
But in the end you reach your destination.

Your wings will carry you far.
Far off to the place you're meant to be
Because no one can stop you once you're flying.