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Learning To Fly


As she stands there in this crowded room With no faces she knows She thinks that she may face her doom before the director even shows She feels the same the next year No one understands That this girl lives in fear That no one will lend her a hand But her third year is not as bad She is happier than before But she is quite sad That next year she is heading for the door The girl is a senior now Time has ticked to fast Now she is hoping that somehow She can go back to her past For now she has learned to fly And learned that nothing can stop her As tears drip from her eyes She says goodbye to her band teacher
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