this was a nightmare of failed attempts and i hate it

[apiphile]

There's no escaping the maze without a lamp

Before the fall there was a cliff edge
looming huge in my eyes; I could see that
I was not born to swim but to fly --
there was a sun above and wings on my back
and I, I was a fragile feathered thing
beautiful as gold, made to burn and die;
Now in stately calm contorted waters
my broken barely-singed body has to lie -
I was not built to outrun fate
so please, father, tell me why
The cliff edge recedes and leaves me deep
where nothing but weeping sustains me
I was not born to swim
I was born to fly
And it was you who launched me
full-fledged into the cloudless sky
Now storms have stolen my birthright
and here am I
an albatross who cannot wander,
a sunworshipper six fathoms under
A broken-hearted boy with no reason to cry;
I cannot steer by stars alone
and night's about to slip straight by -
Let me rise once more with the sun
Let me find one more worth looking on
I was not born to drown
I am steam and I will rise
I was not born to stay down
I tell you I was made to fly.