The sky
Oh wow how time flies
Flying higher than those butterflies
Thought I was simply floating now Im soaring in the sky, limitness
Never thought of time and seasons
Thougth of endless nights and running to chase the sun
Long hair flowing, as I trip on my shoe-laces
Breaking nails and laughing at jokes I'm too young yet to get
Overlook the evils of the world
Mistaking hate for love
Thinking theres no demon under my bee
Growing now
Seeing the fog fleeing the surface
Seeing the horrors of the world
Blood, hate
Staining my shirt
Long hair hanging, missing my shoes
Forgetting to run toward the sun
Looking up in the sky, now choosing to fly
Be the change I wish to see, Making the sky know
It does not limit me
For I am growing, I am having to grow
I an adult and the sky will yet to be the limit