The Word Itself Says I’m Possible

A world with boundaries and bounds

The expectations of people that hound

Our wrists are chained and kept

And that’s what we will have to accept

 

But imagine a world as a bird 

Free and soaring- where you are heard 

The sky and ground all in your stride

Where it is your freedom that you will guide 

 

Freedom to imagine is what discovered

A picture of an idealistic world uncovered 

Looking for approval is what needs to end

People’s views binds us and our ways we amend 

 

We can’t be used as toys, we can’t be strung around 

It is crucial for us to hold our ground 

Society’s expectations are as big as a hill 

Perfection doesn't exist and thats what we need to kill

 

It is imperative to set our bound bodies free

Let not this world our prison be

Where fear and shame would pull us down 

To suffocate and cause us to drown 

 

With freedom we will reach and achieve greater heights 

The view up there is a beautiful sight 

We need to attain the impossible 

For the word itself says I'm possible.