Balls
Expectations and warnings
Consider carefully the beginnings
Every action has consequence
Every inaction is opportunity
Slipped
Away.
Oh, I’m brave
So courageous
I love to live outrageous
The chains on me bind inside
Cold darkness chills inspiration
Desperation to provide, survive
Bet on the known before you’re grown
Treat dreams as pets and leave greatness
To luck
What the fuck?!
The branch is high
I can’t see the ground but the sky
Calls to me
Ain’t no bird who lived who never leapt
Ain’t no flyin’ without the risk of dyin’
I gotta go with my head swimmin’
My heart brimmin’
Judge me when I’m dead
‘cause my life is my time
Watch me fly.
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