I spread my wings
Looking left before turning the other way
This time I can make it
Jumping from the spot I perch on
Soaring across the ranges
Watching my shadow fly over the fields
Almost made it
Looking left and sighing
Once again I didn't make it
One last glance is thrown at the place I yearn for
My wings failing me as I plummet to the ground
My eyes opening only to see the familiar scenery of my room
One more failed attempt to get what I want
Dreams can leave us wondering what we want in life
Can make us ask ourselves what it is that we want
What we want to do
