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Broken wings
Life as I know it under these stars is fading away
Into this empty space of depression,
The child I once knew past and gone,
As I am dragged, kicking and screaming into manhood
Why do these people expect so much from me?
When I cannot see past my own pain
Losing blood from these cuts on my arms
Nothing matters any more
Nothing left to look up to
Then these scared people around me
These winds is pushing me to far
To end of my existence
That isn’t much left
Then these blood stains on the carpet
Why do these people
Not let me go
Leave it all behind and never look back
Fade away into peoples tears
Or shall I just stay here and
Fade into this stone bench
I sit on every day waiting for an angel
To come along and make it all right
Shine light onto my shadow
Put a smile on my stiffened face
But the writing on the wall
Reminds me of who I am.
Could I just spread these broken wings and fly away?
With no where to go.
Post je objavljen 15.03.2006. u 21:48 sati.