Fly Eagle Fly

Many would find it hard to fly through a storm

But some would try, even though they've been warned

I want to blossom, to see what I can be

All I want is for me to be free

 

I'm ambitious and I have a plan

I want nothing more than to be the man

But there are things keeping that from me

And those things are money and family

 

My family is a curtain covering me

Keeping me from who I want to be

I can't be myself when I'm around them

A prisoner in my own house, I'm surrounded

 

I find money to be a green tyrant

It tells me what I can do, or can't

It tries to keep me out of college

Despite my ambition and my knowledge

 

I am the eagle, and this is the storm

I want it easy, but I've been ignored

And even though it is dim, the light

I fight on, and continue my flight

 

So who am I, shall I recap?

A boy with dreams, crossing the gap

Hindered by the storm, but I'll be alright

When I see the sun after this awful night

 

 

 

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