Long wings of white

Glistening things of light

It being such a beautiful sight

So why does it have to fight?

Because of a freedom

Because of the sense

Of Rebellion

That they have to be there

Which makes the body so tense

We live for others

But they live for themselves

Each of us become caring mothers

To some other

They live to fly

They live to find

Some other kind

Up into the sky

What can we do

But watch them go

I wish I could fly too

But I don't have wings though

Figuratively speaking

I could have wings

But I don't have the opportunity

Just yet

Physically speaking

I could never have wings

I'd never have the opportunity

That door is set

Those beautiful wings

That could set me free

Come to me

In different things

In your loving arms

Your caring words

They've muted the alarms

My wounds you've cured

My little angel

I can't cage you

I can't imprison you

As they've done to me

If you want I'll set you free.

So you can be

What your dreams want you to be.

So, fly with the strength of your wings.

But I'll say

I love you

There are many things

I wish I could do.

But there is one thing

I can do

To tell you

That I love you.

Selena