Home is not where I want to be.
I want to adventure,
wild and free.
Away from the chains
of my adolescent self,
to grow up to be hung
on a greater shelf.
For outgrowing this nest,
wanting to fly away.
You'll be proud of me someday,
just maybe not today.
Take me away,
away from it all.
Away from these chains,
who are there when I fall.
I want to fly,
with my own compass,
I want to fly away.
Away.
Just maybe not today.
Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 11:19 PM UTC
Home is not where I want to be.
I want to adventure,
wild and free.
Away from the chains
of my adolescent self,
to grow up to be hung
on a greater shelf.
For outgrowing this nest,
wanting to fly away.
You'll be proud of me someday,
just maybe not today.
Take me away,
away from it all.
Away from these chains,
who are there when I fall.
I want to fly,
with my own compass,
I want to fly away.
Away.
Just maybe not today.
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