Free

The sky above me wide and blue,

A canvas vast, a dream come true,

With every cloud that passes by,

A part of me begins to fly.

I dream of freedom, of open skies

Of soaring high and northern lights

I yearn to break free from these chains,

To find the courage to take the reins.

And though the road may be steep,

And though the climb may make me weep,

I let myself spread my wings and soar,

And show the world what Im here for,

For in this life so vast and bright,

My dreams of freedom take flight.