Wings of Development
How do you plan on ever flying away
If you’re getting your wings wet everyday
Maybe you need to slow your roll on the play
Before the the terror called time claims you and scoops you away
But I won’t let it happen I can’t go out dangerous
The chrysalis stage brought out the best and worst in us
Things are relative like the statement “everything is fine”
Knowing that like a glo up things only get better with time
