Broken Wings - Poem by jewel Alberter
I have hopes and dreams that's lived and died inside.
I live each day and take what this life brings.
I want to fly, to soar high above the mountains.
I want to fly but I have broken wings.
Still I can close my eyes and visualize that I have freedom.
That's my world and in my world all dreams come true.
But somewhere, somehow, sometime in some tomorrow,
I'll awake and find that I'm the same old you.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Of course reality brought me back to earth and I was once again the same old me. I hope to finish the song.
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