i used to dream

that I could fly

things chasing me

gave me the ability

always saw things others

couldn’t see like the things

chasing me all metaphors

for wanting to be free

might be hard to see but

their are chains on me

can i get to where i need

to be in the midst of all these

traps for me got me grounded

just look around they won’t

be happy till I am six feet down

so just listen for that

wind filled sound my feet

rarely touch the ground

I fly these days frequently

got to stay in front of

the things chasing me

so today

I think I’ll just fly away

worry bout it some other day

for today I think I’ll just

fly away