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Birds don’t need permission to fly
Permissionless drive
Different bind than the mission subscribed
Tie dye the wind to survive
Painting in colors that ply the shifting of eyes
The shifty sunrise
Changes based on how we feel in the night
A difference in life
Between flying and crying
Look to outsiders to ask if we’re feeling it right
So we make feelings a fight
Then wonder why flight is denied
When weighed down with tension we’re scared to mention inside
Running from i
I’d rather listen to lies
Stories about i to which i subscribe
Might even pay if the lies are hitting me right
Wonder why wings were hidden in life
Smitten with eyes
Freedom isn’t realized
Rather be gifted a different prize
Validation of those who never took to the sky
So my wings stay glued to my back
My ambition never true to the facts
Born to soar but become obsessed with the score
Never took off and wonder why my body is sore
