The young that run from duty cry
"There is no one can tell me I
Am not allowed to even try
To fashion wings and someday fly."
We used to dream up in the sky
Now the kids can't answer "why?"
They're judged as small as grades are high
No need to learn, only reply
No need to think, just taught to lie
What joy is there to just get by?
Just means we wake up with a sigh
And fight our world that's gone awry
That's not life lived, that's how we die
So no more will my life be dry
My dreams won't be just lullaby
Ill reach for stars and even pry
Open the bars that hold us nigh
To stare the ******* in the eye
And scream that I am free