I'm ready to leave, I'm ready to go,
But to where I will leave, I do not know.
Anywhere will do, as long as I'm alone,
Please don't try to call, I won't answer the phone.
I want to fly, to see many things,
If only I could fly with these clipped wings.
Restrained and held back, anxious to soar,
Stuck in this cage, a life full of bore.
To be free would be nice, to live in the sky,
So stuck to this earth, not allowed to fly.
One day I will go, adventure much more,
And explore my whole being, not just my core.
Until then I will wait, so different - alone,
Dreaming of better days, when I have flown.
-Simply Brooklyn
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