I Try to Fly So High
I want to try to fly.
My lie is that I’d fly so high.
I can try to fly.
I cry as I fly.If I fly, I’ll die.
My cry will fly so high.
I buy the lie to fly so high.
I fly to strive to try.I hide to not fly so high I’d die.
Can I just try to fly?
I cry each time I fly so high.
I lie as I try to fly.My time to fly is nigh.
I must fly to not die.
Why lie when I can fly?
I must try to fly.Don’t try to fly so high.
I fly to try to strive.
I fly so high I cry.
I fly so high I’ll die.I cry, “Why can’t I fly?”
When I fly so high, I die.
I’d die to try to fly.
I try my lie that I will fly.I strive to try to fly.
I fly with no cry to die.
I’d lie to fly so high.
I lied to fly so high I’d die.My try is that I’d fly so high.
I lie that I will fly.
My cry will lie and die.
Less try. Just fly. Don’t die.
(An edited version of a former poem from a while ago to make it more how I wanted it)
Blast from the past:
Living in the space
There between the bullet
And the gun barrel