I don't want to end up
living this fairy tale
I want to scare myself
and be impossible,
and be terrible,
and be a passer by
I can't deny my cruelty
nor face my insanity
I'm not high
nor invalid
I just want to know
if I too can feel.
spread my arms in a greenfield
close my eyes
run as fast as I can
and take off
feel my skin
making love with the wind
hanging on for minutes in that moment
and realize the fog and the sun down.
aah...
it must be good to fall free
