Without wings you'd look so ordinary,
They do chase you now to chop them off.
Not positive but fairly sure,
Run so fast that everything's a blur
From Me to You
Seen too much lost and left askew
Not to be scared of losing more
Enough to shake me at the core
If I can't fly,
What are these wings for?
My passions written off,
Lost my luster, can't you see?
My eyes have no more light in them
My lungs no air to breathe
If I don't get it back and soon
I'll lose what little's left of me.
Twenty Seven years lived unhealthily.
Need time and energy to pursue my dreams.
Nightmare left me shuddering in bed
Daymare fills up the extra space inside my head
Lost the ability to wake from it
The nightmare that's the life I live
Spend every day in pain
Fear that it will never change
Feel like an old woman now so young
Tell me why, have I clung to life just to live this way
Don't want to let my life be swept away but things I cannot change.
Did I sign up for this?
If you think I deserve it,
I don't give to shits.
Not too much can come of it,
But what if my positivity,
is no more than wanting to believe,
The life I lead will be something more than it is now.
Want to fly but I can't remember how,
Feel so sick and hurt all the time now
Doesn't matter what becomes of me,
At the least I have to try,
What good are wings if you never fly?
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