Finding My Flying

Walking down the path, feeling so alone. Lost in thoughts, where do I

belong? Every step feels like a heavy stone. Wishing for a

light to lift me up. These blend into nights, no clear sight.

Overwhelmed by the weight of the fight. But still I rise,

though my spirit's tired. Determined to find the right light. Oh,

I'm just a boy searching for my way. Through the shadows trying to play.

I won't give in. I'll keep on trying. In this journey,

I'll find my flying. Rising early, pushing through the night.