Planned

I had a plan
A grand escape
A winner flight
Up, up, up I was going
Facing the wind
Fading the past
Drawing a path

But my wings weaken
My route was to steap
The load was too high
energy loses were stream
I fell to the ground

I am watching the sky
Wondering how to get on track
Back on my feet
On to my wings
To keep dreaming above
All this maze of mine