My wings have been broken,
I cannot fly,
all i can do is cry.
I want to die.
I walk away with a sigh.
Cant get rid of the pain,
or stop the rain,
I feel so in sane,
not much more to gain.
I hide behind these walls,
can you hear me call,
as i fall.
I hit the floor as i close the door.
Why do we say goodbye.
Broken wings,
i cannot sing,
or hear the bells ring.
I say a prayer,
but i know you dont care.
Can someone fix my wings,
so i can fly
and i wont have to cry.
Broken wings.
