I’ve been inching closer and closer to the sun
Mingling with heavy things that leave today in shadow
That hold me down, like a ball and chain
Closer and closer to your submersible opinions
That change quicker than the seasons
When spring wheels around,
I’ll dive into your melted eyes like snow
Because I’m done being trapped and confined
I’m no sample in a jar,
Dead and on display in a biology classroom
These acid raindrops don’t scar me anymore
Now that I’m pursuing my own life
And I owe it all to that boss DJ
Who helped me grow my wings
To fly away with those three little birds
Who glide and sing encouraging words