this little sparrow is about to jump out of the nest
and she's finally releasing her pride enough to say
that she's absolutely terrified.
there's no one to catch me at the bottom.
my hero has his arms tied behind his back
and unlike the marvel movies or scriptures
the ropes need to remain tight.
because while, like the aladdin to my jasmine,
You could show me the world...
You can't show me provo.
not yet.
because the reality of a whole new world
is that it has to be new
and it wouldn't be new if You caught me.
i suppose i simply must learn to fly
but with my own unsure wings
not with a carpet.
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