And I don't know
About economics
And politics.
I'm a child,
And I don't know
About money
Or the quick fix.
I'm a child,
And I don't realize
How often I spread
My wings and fly.
I fly away,
To a place
Where feelings
Aren't names.
I fly so high
That I forget
My own name.
And I don't try.
I'm myself,
Without regret or pain.
That's where I
Lost everything I had.
(Everything I
Ever had)
But I gained
The world instead.
7/09/09
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