Flying Free

This is one of the first poems I ever write. (I hope you all like it)

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I want to go away, go fly free with the birds

Feel the wind whistling through my hair

See nothing in front of me but the open road

 

I’ll leave behind all of those people filled with hate

The ones who shunned me time and time again

The ones whose lives are made better by destroying mine

 

I want to get away, go fly free with the birds

Feel the wind whistling through my hair

See nothing in front of me but the open road

 

Coming along with me is my music

My peacemaker of my soul

The only thing that keeps me from going insane

My music is the only “person” who knows me

Everyone around me only knows my outside but my music knows my inside as well

 

I want to get away, go fly free with the birds…