but i have talons, and i have wings
and i am capable of a great many things
they might scorn me, and they can scoff
but this is my runway. i’m taking off.
they can call me a villain, and push me away
but they needn’t worry. i’m not here to stay.
i won’t be a punching bag forever, you know
one of these days, i’ll find the strength to let go
and that will be glorious, that day that i’m free
with wind in my wings, they’ll be miles beneath me
and i’ll soar through the clouds, an equal, at last
their taunts and their prods will be memories long past