Broken birds break free from all hurtful words

Fly over the tall trees,
reach the clouds, follow your dreams.
Clipped wings won't stop the act,
just the will is enough to keep you up.

Getting high alone is one way to lose control,
crashing down, time for recovery,
the wings won't grow back,
but there will be a way.

To be free is to live,
and to live you need to be happy,
how can one give up happiness,
just because of an obstacle.
Is it crazy to want to fly,
if it looks impossible.

Why not aim for greatness,
Like an arrow, cut through the wind,
go against the invisible odds,
and hit the mark.
So fly over little bird,
you don't need wings nor feathers,
follow your heart,
don't give in.

Buy a roll of tin foil so we can make birthday hats that can be used as pizza cone molds

Flirt with the concept of a better life,
search for happiness with all your might.
Fly away,
try to run away,
don't wait,
just try to stay safe.

Can't find peace in this place,
so fly far away at your own pace,
as I await the message of your departure,
I try to hide the tears.

Hope you're well rested,
you'll soon be tested,
by time, don't get outbested,
get your legacy well nested,
cause a long flight's ahead,
longer fights await,
hope the little wings of this birdy can stand,
don't let them get your will to bend.