What's an exotic freebird like you doing lying shy on the ground?
Little did you know you can fly at the speed of sound.
But you sit there patiently, waiting to be found.
When it was as simple as lifting your feet off the ground.
You're afraid to fall, I know this is why.
But you'll never know unless you try.
Don't you dream about the days where you'll fly? Soaring limitless through setting skies?
You're a parrot among pigeons,
It's not hard to recognize.
You give a grey world color by illuminating dull skies.
Now don't let your potential seem like such a surprise.
We all have an effect even the butterflies