...just have to try...
Spreading my wings...out to fly... I fall down at first...when I try!! There are lot of things... To choose my life from; Then why should I do? What others think as trump!! This world is too big, to just stay in my nest! Lots of birds... soaring above; And even more, staying below; The wise ones-they try, But, the shy ones will stay... Nest is their world ...wings are disguise! It’s a facade...they all pride!! I chose to fall, trying to fly; Falling below, hitting a stone; I realised the truth... The pain...after all, Makes me learn!! And, you know what?? Its worth for more!!! I fly out into this world, gaining a pace... To try out my dreams, floating in space... World has place ...to space all the dreams. Then why should I stay?, caging my wings!!! Spreading my wings, I come out to try... I fall down at first, But, soon I’ll fly!!!
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