I've always wondered why people say I'm fine,
I've always wondered why you just can't be mine.

I know what I want and that's to be happy,
I know what I want but I end up feeling ******.

I want you to know you are perfect to me,
I want you to know you can set yourself free.

There are still so many things I want to say,
But I'll leave those words for another day.

I'll leave you with these last few things,
I promise you can still spread your wings.