Jul 24 2008
I WANT TO FLY
I want to fly high,
in the sky.
So I spread my wings,
with my eyes blink.
I dream of the Utopia.
with certain hysteria.
I took off high,
& leave all behind.
Suddenly things went wrong,
& among the throng.
I fell & hit the ground,
& people gather around.
I cried so loud ,
But my budy consoles me out.
He encourages me to fly again,
to learn [...]
