If I had listened to how many times they said I couldn't run,
I would have walked my whole life step by step,
But I, trusting my own confidence believed,
That if superman could somehow leap,
I could run.

And

If I didn't run,
I would never had the chance to experience the summer sun,
Wind dashing through my hair so I had my hair in a bun,
The grass and sounds passing me oh the laughter and fun,
The dashing haste at the smell and the sound of the gun,
I did run.

For I will never let someone tell me what I can or can't do,
Because one day people will convince me the sky isn't blue,
And if I've been so used to listening to others, what choice but to subdue,
my own voice and my own opinions even if they were true...

I will never let someone tell me what I can or can't do...

Through an open field, from one end to another, I chose to run,
And even if I had a limp, a bad ankle or a weak stride, I chose to run,
So when the cloud poured hell on me and I slipped, I chose to run,
I could run....

                        Even when they said that I had weighed a tonne,
And anything whale size couldn't run,
                         I showed them that I could run,
And the light of the sun hitting my skin I knew I wasn't done.

I have walked, I have ran.....
                      And I plan to fly,
              Simply because I would be proving a lie,
That humans aren't ever meant to soar into the sky,
               To leap out of the shackles that is Earth and fly...