you ever hear is someone say that if they had their choice they'd never say i love you again.

cut so deeply your marrow exposed. why would you tell me not to fly? to give up? such unexpected hatred, i've never seen this side so vindictive.

you are the sprirt of freedom and love so pure.

this lil boy WILL fly.

are you the sun? will you scourn me? just because my attempts may fail

or the wind? there beside so lovely me when i escape gravity ?

i don't think i will survive another fall.