They say you can take me places
Help me remember
Help me forget
Fly.
I’m tempted to go
I’m tempted to stay
What do I want from you?
Fly.
The journey can be a trip
The trip can be a journey
I don’t understand you
Fly.
They say you have promises
If I was lost
Can I be found?
Fly.
Your colors flash warnings
But you look like a present
Shall I open you?
© Jennifer Côté