Just Me

All the letters I have written,

expressing how I feel for you.

No point in you reading them now,

for you said we are true.

Now you'll never know,

I can no longer show -

how I used to love you.

'Cause the time will come to fly again,

to be who I used to be - who I am,

a free spirit, a broken soul,

it's time to take control.

My fragile wings are broken,

your windows kept me safe inside.

Heavy doors were left unopen,

to many tears I've cried.

Now I need to fly, I can no longer hide -

myself for the world to see.

'Cause the time will come, I will fly again,

to be just me to be who I am,

even though I stand alone,

I'll make it on my own.

Burn your pictures,

and all your letters too.

Deep down I know,

I will keep on missing you.

For how bad I don't know,

for a time undefined.

One thing I know -

I will spread my wings and fly.