As I step on to the precipice of the unknown

I don't dare look down;

instead I trusted that once that step was taken

I flew.



The whistling of doubt swirling around my ears

Drowned out by the scream of delight

Free falling to uncertainty



I never bothered to learn how to fly

I had too much faith

All broken wings are mended



control is nothing but a choice

And never have I ever run out of choices



The best choice I have ever made

Is to call a ***** a *****

Never to doubt my self in anything

That mistakes aren't real

A course of action is simply a choice

and a collection of reactions

That don't exist except in a memory



I am always in control of my reactions

And that's why I didn't flinch when you threw my dignity to the floor

I walk out and left it



Obviously you were in need of some.



Excuse me, but I have other choices to make

Get the **** out of my way



I'm gonna fly!