Head For The Skies Poem by Alien Zoo

I've been longing to spread my wings
but to head for the sky could be an empty gain

no more patience
I'll head for the skies
before I will be swallowed up by the tides
Collapsing or crashing, inevitable anyway

There's a good chance, I will get burned by the sun
but those burn mark resamble living the full
And what is sure is that I'll lose everything
Or I'll crash right on top of it otherwise

Leaving this planet, head for another
but this kind of habitabillity is one of a kind
I won't be condemned for looking through a telescope
but to leave means to rip my heart out