Saturday, June 12, 2010

Hey

my feet leave the ground,
I struggle to keep them there.
Fighting against hope and want.
In the air, I'm not grounded,
I'm not invisible, I can't hide.
..but the air, feels so free
free, where I can just be.
But you can see me there
for who I am, the marks I wear
Come, join me in the air,
together, we can be safe
just put your hand in mine.

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