i wanna fly high in the sky
fly like a bird, a plane, or a jet
feel the wind on my face
as it blows cold air
i wanna feel freedom
no chains to hold me back
i want control of what happens next
to learn from my mistakes not what others say
i wanna do what i wanna do
and go my own way
but im not a bird, a plane, or a jet
i'm a human, a child, a woman
i can feel the wind on my face
but its hot air
sometimes i feel like the devil got ahold of me
i just wanna be free
the chains they come and go
and i never learn from my mistakes
people say ive been babied that i dont
have what it takes
to go my own way
have they ever wondered what i feel like? what i think? what i have to say?
but i guess that doesnt matter
im just a teenager
who is out of control
at least thats what they say
so i wanna fly high in the sky
away from the ground away from the hurt
i wanna fly to feel the peace feel my hair blow in the breeze
is that to much to ask? ?
to be able to feel freedom! ! ? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem