I find it quite divine I'm a pony who can fly high up into the sky and when I land I'm perfectly fine.
And I have to speculate that the Wonderbolts do rate my flying skills above all other pegasi born to date.
And true, it's certainly no stretch, to say that I'm the very best so I must fly away, and when I'm gone I'll be missing you to death.
When I'm out there on my own for several days to show how great I really am and maybe be a Wonderbolt.
The Wonderbolts will see me fly through the Sky, 'we want you,' they'll say But everything is perfect here with my friends, 'I love them,' so I'll stay...
I tried my best to be the best part of me but the persistent pushing got me to be how I shoudln't be.
And that frankly will not fly so I leave the camp and sigh I could have have been so many things but this was not the one for me.