Taking Flight
School always seemed harder for me
I had to work much harder than others you see
I looked at marketing, graphic design, and my athletic ability but nothing truly called to me
It left me anxious and unsure what I was supposed to be
It was hard watching my friends move on to college
Left me depressed and lost, I had to acknowledge
I didn’t know what I wanted to do, even after touring multiple schools
So I stayed home with my parents following all their rules
I went to work full-time punching the clock
Working for Southwest Airlines watching my life go tick-tock, tick-tock
Pushing out and marshaling in each multi million dollar airplane
Seeing how they operate and the skills required to fly I knew I had to ascertain
At a local airport I took an introductory flight
Found that it made me want to fly day and night
A love of flying started growing in my soul
But the financial burden of flight school was beginning to take its toll
Being grown up isn’t determined by your age or your property
Its about the responsibility you have and choices you make constantly
I have grown up tremendously since high school and am ready for a change
There’s always more growing up to do, so here I go turning the page
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