Watch the kite Flying in the sky That's me up there Floating on by See the string That keeps it down? That's my cage To which I am bound One day I'll break free Spin out of control Nothing to stop me And nowhere to go
See that painting? That's me right there A surface of colors Contained in a square Seen and ignored As you walk past How long have I lingered? How long will I last?
One day I will break One day I might fall I can't stay here forever I can't always stand tall I should run away Before I go insane To a place where I exist Where I'm allowed to feel pain Empty, empty A hollow shell The crumbling rocks Under a broken well
Let me go Let me run free I want to be happy Just let me be You can't trap me forever With your rules and your dreams I've kept them long enough It's time I was me
(Denis Florence MacCarthy (May 26, 1817 - April 7, 1882) was an Irish poet, translator, and biographer)
Watch the kite Flying in the sky That's me up there Floating on by See the string That keeps it down? That's my cage To which I am bound One day I'll break free Spin out of control Nothing to stop me And nowhere to go
See that painting? That's me right there A surface of colors Contained in a square Seen and ignored As you walk past How long have I lingered? How long will I last?
One day I will break One day I might fall I can't stay here forever I can't always stand tall I should run away Before I go insane To a place where I exist Where I'm allowed to feel pain Empty, empty A hollow shell The crumbling rocks Under a broken well
Let me go Let me run free I want to be happy Just let me be You can't trap me forever With your rules and your dreams I've kept them long enough It's time I was me
(Denis Florence MacCarthy (May 26, 1817 - April 7, 1882) was an Irish poet, translator, and biographer)