Go High

my spoken word

my life my struggles u never heard

trying to stay unblurred

rather reach for the sky like a bird

working to take first but I'm stuck in third

I'm stuck in the ways i never thought I'd be

stuck in the past of moments I never wanted to see

looking back to what ever was clear to me

now its all slightly

trying to grip it tightly

even though its more likely that its out of my zone

thinking of how much I've grown

and yet I'm still seeing the unknown

trying to feel the tone about so many things

hoping to go high even with out my wings

song-lyric

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