You can run
But not too fast.
Fly.
But not too high.
Never forget your place in the world.
Change is slow
And promises are made
To be broken (right?)
Or at least partially fulfilled,
So many have suffered before you
They turned out okay,
What makes you different?
”You would do the same if you were in my shoes
If you were the one responsible
To keep things moving
Someone is always not gonna be happy
It’s a tough job you know.”
But that’s the thing.
Its your job.
So own up to it.
Own up to the fact that you are literally moulding the future
With your actions.
Own up to the fact that you are part of the problem
And that there is something you can do about it.
Its your job to give us the wings to fly
But not to tell us how high.
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