I’m stuck here, staring over the edge
I am my freedom, that was my pledge
Why can’t I just
A lump forms in my throat again
Am I still at the mercy of men?
Or am I just a
To pitch myself right off the cliff
I’d hoped to finally close that rift
Maybe I am still
To give a pair of wings to my soul
Was that really too lofty a goal?
I guess I’ll never truly