hmmm... I wonder what I wrote this about....
And I see the visions...
Flash across my mind.
All the times I felt safe, happy, free.
I hoped my life would always be like this,
But that is not the way of the world.
Every time I fly,
The fall is harder
And the mask is cracked.
Yet I will take to the air again,
Just as surely as I will plummet to the ground.
Some days will be softer, lighter,
While others suck my life force out.
Still I would take an eternity of falling down,
For just a moment of the joy I've felt.