Rooftop

Standing on a rooftop,
Trying to clear my mind,
I only came up to look,
But now there’s such a crowd.

I don’t feel that bad,
Cant help but laugh,
And they cry out,
They say jump, and I say how high?

I feel my body blowing,
From every side to side,
My mind cant help but knowing…
What it feels like to fly.

I don’t feel that bad,
Cant help but laugh,
And they cry out,
They say jump, and I say how high?
Say jump and I say I might.

And they cry out,
And they cry out,

Say jump and I say I’ll try,
Say jump and I say I’ll say goodbye,
Say jump and I say how high?

High, fly.
Fly.

I’m just standing,
On the edge of,
Something I should try to hide from.

I don’t know much but I know something,
I need to try and find me a way,
Try I always come out fighting,
I don’t feel I should deny me.

Cant help knowing what is down there,
Feels I should fly now for them,
I’m fascinated, mis-educated, its reincarnation,
Of my imagination, I’m far away, from here today,
It’s where I’ll stay if I get my way,
It’s lying awake, that makes me sane,
But it makes me sick but I cant change again.