I'm a bird and what I do is fly
Not in a cage, but rather fly so high
I know you care, but something's between you and I
I'm not a bird that hunts the shallow seas
I'm the eagle that fights the fearsome storms
I'm in the rank of God's own sons!
Believe in me too
As much as you believe those you look up to
I may be young but I'm not senseless
I keep things from you for you hold me back
Not in spite, but like you care too much
And it's true, I'd rather not have such
Feeling like a bird in a golden cage
You should believe in me too
At times, it's a drain speaking to you
No lies, I tell you the truth
I'd rather be like Ruth
But like a flute,
I fear I'm being played the fool
And it's like you don't believe my truth
I'm the wing that belongs to the open skies
Not some thought to be caged by fears
Hounded by doubts, falling to insecurities
It's like you do me disservice
I'm down for you and that's the truth
But for now, just let me be
Free to feel and free to be,
Free to feel and free to be. Me.
© el-iyanu
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