To Rise Above

Is it too late to dream? My spirit still wants to fly. Catching a sunbeam, will soar sky high. Can I still wish upon a star? Not sure what to do. Have I gone too far? Will my wish still come true? I have wasted the past few years. Trying to make things right. Too much sadness, too many tears. I stopped looking ahead, I lost sight. Are there still options open to me? Or have I moved beyond it now? Maybe my vision is too clouded to see. The where, why, and the how. I have needs that I have tried to deny. But they have refused to be put away. I must let my restraint go awry. These needs must have their say. The years that I had pushed aside, in reality, are gone forever. I can't let that go, though I have tried. It's hold, I just can't sever. I want to rise above all of this. I really do need to fly. In flight, I will blow all a kiss. And to those holding me back, goodbye!