At this feeling,
soaring through my every limb.
Its hard to tell where I'm standing.
Because I feel every inch of me,
Ten feet off the ground.
I don't know how this happened,
not even sure if it will ever end.
But I hope it doesnt.
Because I never want to hit the floor again.
Seems like life just keeps improving,
nothing can shoot me down.
No matter where I am,
theres potential in mind.
It doesnt matter anymore,
whether I continue to soar,
All that matters is that now,
I have hope for the future.