Ever since I was young I dreamed to do one thing,
I wanted to soar high in the sky,
But everyday the sun was covered by dark clouds;
I knew it would hurt to soar if it were to rain.
Everyday I wished I could fly like birds do from tree to tree.
I wished I could live among the creatures of the sky.
However each time I tried to be like superman and fly,
I realized all the good things I had while I lived on land.
The memories of me walking and running,
The memories of me dancing on a warm beach,
The laughter I had whenever I would fall while I skipped,
The memories made me smile,
So down I came from the rooftop where I wanted to fly.
All these memories holding me back from my wish,
The cool breeze caressing the sides of my arms like a gentle kiss.
But the memories I had would always win my fight to fly,
However who's to say I couldn't taste a little of that sky?
Everyday, upon the rooftop I went.
I wanted to be like the birds and the angels who flew without a care.
I wanted to live in peace and harmony without anyone to say otherwise.
But the memories of my life on the land would send me back to the ground,
But when I looked at the sky I would be filled with the envy of the winged creatures who had the ability to fly.
Soon came the day where I went to the rooftop,
I stared up at the sky and I began to smile,
I looked down upon the ground and I wasn't filled with an endless loop of memories.
I smiled at the thought that I was free from holding myself back,
I jumped into the air so I could fly,
A smile spread on my face as I encountered the ride.
Up and up did I soar to the sky,
Little did everyone know that now I could fly.