Time to Fly

I'm from rainy days and unbearable ways From shoot 'em up bang bang to quiet country stays I'm from bloody tricy wrecks Being called Buck Tooth, I mean what the heck I'm from sad frightful scares My childhood filled with many despair I'm from rude harsh siblings Ann and Denise always dueling I'm from confusion and misunderstanding Lost in a world that is always souring I'm from creativity Drawing to get stability Swallowed within my passion Worried if i would feel life again I'm from always feeling like a zero A life filled with only one hero I'm from crude blunt conversations Emotions released in my creations A life of depression I cant fine salvation I'm from a time of transformation Obtaining all the correct information To move on Most don't understand that life is not a sing-along I'm from crying and screaming Doing things that have no meaning Only to survive in this world It is hard growing up a herd I'm from restrictions Being under someone else jurisdiction I'm from love... A broken cared for dove I'm from self doubt An uncontrollable destructive route I'm from self esteem problems There is no one who can solve them I'm from support from loved ones To the point i find a reason to function As I am now I'm outspoken I am now harden I am independent No longer phased by the further judgement I am me Now I am free A dove no longer held back Always on the fast track Success is right ahead No longer left in the company of dread