I want to fly, I want to fly So badly I am aiming For the skies Without wings. How can that be possible? I'm afraid! Afraid of falling Failing miserable! Could be A fatal one I'm not A man who Flys rocket. All these holding Me down. It's abstract But outweighs The contrast Then I Realized, To aim For the skies, I've to let go! Away with You fear, Away with you, Inferiority complex. Hmm, To fly, We really 've to Let go of The things that Weighs us down. By Ohemeng Edna.