Wayward Kite
These shackles that hold me down, I need to break
My greatest desire is to be free - to take flight
Mistakes all my own I wish to make
But people try to control me, as you control a kite.
I wasn't made to be stuck in one place
Or to be told what to do
So I hope to find solace
In a land entirely new
A whole world is waiting out there
Just to be discovered and explored
I can't take the risk - leave on a dare
But the universe refuses to be ignored
It calls to me
Tempting with promises of beautiful people and sights
I long to be free
And fly away like a wayward kite
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