Paper Bags

Ever look at aplastic bag as it flies away

Free in the sky, wherever the wind takes it

I wish it was me, for those days that turn gray

It goes farther than that I admit

It’s time to see new faces

There more to life than what I can see

It’s time to learn of new races

See how far I can go, how high I can be

I want people to feel my essence

I have a fire burning within

I am no longer an adolescent

Got to do everything before life goes fin

Stare at the bag as it continues to fly with no destination

If only I could see what it would if it could see

The idea causes the greatest sensation

What truly is my destiny?





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