Wisdom

Who am I? Is the question that still arise
How do I and why? Another that leaves the brain fried
If you want to find my true guide, look into my eyes
You might discover I have a natural high
You may even find I bind all negative signs
When will I say my goodbyes?
It's believed only to happen if I die
Where to all do all answers lie?
Everyone keeps looking to the sky
To be given a different insight,
many reject what is different out of pure fright
To continue this way of life,
you just might miss the flight
Why do I believe we can all fly?
Well, if we would all open our minds,
instead of walking around blind,
we all could find the signs