Eagle poem

Every year for the graduating class of 8th graders theres a class poem here is the one I will turn in hoping to have be he class poem.

Soaring through the sky
High as any eagles ever flyed
I'm ready to succeed
The bird caged already freed
To start my life 
Free of strife
A rebirth
New mountain range
A new land very strange
We are all practically flying head first into
To pursue the future
One we hope to be happy
Maybe sappy and romantic
But I beg we never grow sick 
Of life and love and try to shove those things away
That is the day
The day we clip our wings
And bring ourselves to the end
And tend to stop living live as an adventure
And we stop being an explorer
And give into the horror of daily life
Stop living on the edge 
When we step back from the ledge 
And think that it's not possible for us to fly
Fly throughs the sky
Endless 
Limitless
Regret less
Regret less the way  I want to be in my live
And never let the drive of my dreams go
So il live my life to the fullest 
Never to the dullest 
And fulfill  my dreams
No matter how many voices scream 
Yell and tell me to stop 
I never will
Because they will never kill
This spirit

Author's Note

So ya not my specific genre a little upbeat but I think it's pretty