Why be tripped by your mistakes in life?

Why be cut by the very reflections of others you see in yourself?

Why be crushed within the walls of a twisted friendship?

Why be chained to the walls of demand?

Why not let the wings within you fly

High up, to the sky?

Yes, my friend, fly, fly high

As the proud and true you,

Proclaiming your true self

In the world of truthful freedom.