I could be yours, but I chose to be mine.
You said I was naive and you were so on point
But you see there I beat you, a clear ten to nine.
Next time I fly, just don't hold my hand;
I'd like to touch those stars.
Let me fall all the way and then try to stand.
You know how much I liked the prison bars.
Next time I dive, try not to save.
When I search for, looking past the grime
Look at me once more so I can be brave
Enough to come home in time.
You thought I was yours, but I choose to be mine.
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