Trying And Flying To A Life Of My Own

I'm trying stuff out.

Cars, jobs, drugs of choice,
People and feelings of a different voice.
Where do I fit in?

I'm trying stuff out.

Writing, reading, and art,
Studying universality and the stars.
What do I really want?

I'm trying stuff out.

Boys and girls,
Lovers and friends.
How do I belong?

I'm trying stuff out.

Sleeping all day, eating and not,
Waking up early, getting lost in my thoughts.
How shall I arise?

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I'm learning how to fly.

Spreading my wings, knowing my vulnerability,
Gaining courage to jump, while learning of humility.
Soon, I will soar.

I'm learning how to fly.

Experimenting with freedom, one step at a time,
Figuring out the truth, comparing days gone by.
I'll never know it all.

I'm learning how to fly.

Figuring out myself, learning how to react,
Securing my insecurities, gaining character with tact.
Learning who I am.

I'm learning how to fly.

Meeting an occupation generation, of technology and transition,
Choosing influences wisely, while learning to make decisions.
Consciously changing the world.

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My dreams are changing daily,
What I want I melt and mold.
My mind is racing bracing,
For my future to unfold.

I'm learning how to develop,
My realty, life, and dreams.
Learning who I am,
While busting at the seams.

It's all apart of life.
Growing up is hard to do,
I prefer to say I'm growing out,
A meaning more beautiful and true.

I'm trying different sects of life.
I'm learning how to fly,
Embracing the generation and family I have,
Before my time's gone by.

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