Eyes on the Sky


So you want to make me small?

Want to mess with my head?

You want me to feel the pressure?

Want to watch me trip and fall?

That’s cute.

Watch me spread my wings and fly.

See the heights an Eagle can reach.

Try to hold me down, I dare you.

Keep your eyes on the sky.

That’s right.

I will touch the edge of heaven,

And bask in the unfiltered sunlight,

Not even to spite you,

You’re not that important.

 

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About The Lost Poet

I write because I find inspiration. It is my hope that through my writing some connections may be felt. Everything I write comes from my experiences with life, and with the people that I love. I try to remember to see myself in everyone, and everyone in myself.
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