Brave Wings

Brave Wings

I'm fumbling stumbling under the cracks. 

Got weight in my head and weight on my back. 

Gotta wait for a break to spill it all out. 

Rather than keep it in and forever say nout

I'mma fly up high or fall to the ground. 

For my wings of bravery have now been found. 

Gotta spill out my lies. 

Gotta spill out my truths. 

Gotta fill in my cracks. 

And build up past the roof. 

Gotta heal my ill

I'll fill what I lack. 

Or ignore it completely. 

Just gotta stop looking back. 

And flap beyond the gaps and back out again. 

Of the cracks that my feathers of brave will mend. 

I don't give a fuck anymore. 

About my flaws in design. 

For I design myself. 

Without an undo at all. 

But still I can fix it by not fixing it at all. 

When I look back at it I'll see the signs. 

The contrast from before and after fall. 

And this change is all just mine. 

I own what I won. 

Now i win by winning. 

And by losing I will see the improvement I am beginning. 

Stunning that I had broke without any cracks at all. 

Now I patched them all up and no longer crack at all. 

For when I crack I fill it in quick. 

So I don't spiral down into the infinite abyss. 

And even if i do

That's okay. 

For I will fly back up. 

With the wings of the brave.