Fly
by Galan Mayas
I try, and I try.
I try so hard because
I want you to fly.
Despite the world’s flaws.
Like
an eagle up above
Perched
on the tree…tree
On
top of the mountain
On
top of the world. So free…free
Me…
In
a garden, all the little fairies
That
only you and I can see…see
And
if any injustice done
You
will never let it be…be
Thee…
I try, and I try.
I try so hard because
I want you to be free.
Despite the world unjust.
Like
a child’s insaciable curiousity
Always
asking “why, why, why, why, why , why?”…why
But
sometimes it stops
And
heard is the question “why try?’…try
I…
With
a little touch and reassuarance
Your
spirits soar oh so high…high
Then
something simple as a word
Breaks
that spirit and makes you cry…cry
Thy…
I try, and I try.
I try so hard because
I don’t want you to cry.
Despite being trapped in this world’s unrelenting jaws.