Fly
Everything i've been through in my life.
I wish i could have just sprout wings and just flew away
Every single time i've been hurt
Looking down at the earth
I wish i could have just flew around
Sometimes i cant do nothing but cry
From all the edured pain, hurt feelings and discrimination
Was it because i was fat that i was picked on every single day.
That when i came home from school i would just cry.
And that every single night i just wish that i had died.
But than i would go to sleep and dreamed that i could fly.
And fly, and fly away i did until the next day.
-Brianna Williams
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