Does gravity keep you grounded?
Or does he place your head in the clouds only to pull you back.

Maybe if he wasn't there, you'd float like a butterfly.
Gravity hurts me when he keeps his force on you.

Like a law I can't break.
His ***** claws scratching and latching at your shoes.

I will never be as strong as gravity, or as good looking.
But maybe with the help of the moon, I can shift him. Loosen his grip.

And maybe one day soon, we'll both fly together.