Some of us know how it feels,
\nto wish for a quiet night,
\nwhile others grow bored of silence.<\/p>\n
To be pushed down,
\nbefore we get a chance to rise.<\/p>\n
To be able to fly,
\nanywhere but where we need to.<\/p>\n
To think with confidence,
\nand yet shrink when we try to speak to new people.<\/p>\n
Some of us will never know.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Some of us know how it feels, to wish for a quiet night, while others grow bored of silence. To be pushed down, before we get a chance to rise. To be able to fly, anywhere but where we need to. To think with confidence, and yet shrink when we try to speak to new … <\/p>\n