Fly Free
I signed my life away to see the world
I wanted to look in every corner
To cross the seas and scour distant lands
Venturing out to the unknown
Trying to find my place in this world
From the moment I walked out that door
I knew I would never be the same
I’d come back someone new
Or I’d never come back at all
And my travels would change me
Recreate me to be the person I was meant to be
Each night I fell asleep wondering
What if I had stayed home?
Making up stories in my head
Of spending my days with my family
Existing as I had
Instead of living
But I couldn't regret leaving
Being trapped in that home
A bird of prey caught in a cage
Wings clipped
Never to soar the skies again
I live for my adventures
Meeting people who've embraced their purpose
Who've left behind their old selves
To see a world beyond their imagination
The one percent
Knowing we were intended for something more
We are wandering souls
Meant to fly free
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