• If I had wings, I would like to fly
    But my courage would fail me, like it always has
    I can't trust myself to stay in the air,
    But I wish I could join the birds.

    I'm bored of the repetition that makes up my life,
    Wake up, school, go home, sleep,
    I wish there was some sort of magic that would show itself to me
    And if there is, where is it?

    If I could leave home forever, and go on the greatest of adventures, I doubt I would
    I'm truly a coward, though I like to say I'm not
    I like to dream of magic and heroes
    But my fantasies will never come to be

    I wish I could break free of this cage I trapped myself in,
    The bars made of pity and fear,
    I'm weak, and I wish I wasn't
    But falling stars are just meteors, and I've never seen one anyway

    I made a cage of gold and fire,
    I sit here all alone
    And even though it's free of hurt,
    It's lacking the magic I need