A pretty good year

She’ll tell you
“it was a pretty good year”
But with the look in her eye
When you’re not so near
I read despair
You tell her
where to set
Her foot
And when she should fly
But no one’s
Around to make sure
She lands
Oh but…
“It was a pretty good year”
Wasn’t dear…

It’s ok
To be your own
It’s ok
To have more than
Just your own opinion
She’s going to free herself …
And make it
a pretty good year.

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