A bird set sail right in front of me the other morning
Never have I wanted to be something else so badly
Here they make me dress like all the other girls and do what all the other girls do
Here I'm asked to be soft and bow my head when I speak
You all don't even know me.
I'm like a storm inside a tiny bottle
A forest fire carried in a pot
I tame myself so I can dwell amongst the rest of you
One day however, I will drop my chains and just be limitless
I will be myself.
I will burn and cleanse any and every in my path
And I won't even flinch
I too will set sail, and on that day I will be an eagle.