I want to fly

I am born

born as a bird with wings to fly 

innocent childhood goes by 

I still don’t know the value of those wings that lie

As time goes by

I wish more and more to fly

I live on this side of the ocean

Where everything is fine and everything calm

Still somewhere in my mind I still have an urge to fly 

Sometimes I think what it would be like on the land far away 

Across the ocean from where a mysterious light always display

I wonder if trees would be different there? 

If the water yellow or the sand white?

I see a flock of curious fellows like me flying to the other side

I feel the urge to fly

Finally I strive to cross the ocean 

Against all odds I fly 

I fly to feel the purple flowers and the rippling golden waters

I fly to see the vast stretch of ocean 

I fly to explore the unknown variables 

I fly to break the boundaries my mind abides by

I fly to live in the world of infinite combinations

I finally break free and become a true bird flying high!