My wings are broken, my hands are black
I try to get up but chains hold me back
Pulling and tugging they will not break
If this is a dream I’m sleeping awake
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Hair is all matted with tangles and dirt
5 holes in my jeans and one in my shirt
My hope it is lost, behind tears in my eyes
My teeth are all rotting from telling your lies
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The chains they are strong and I struggle to move
But I have to break free I have something to prove
I pull and I pull till the chains cut me deep
I fall to my knees and do nothing but weep
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I can not escape they’re holding me back
And no one sees me, just the things that I lack
Twisting and turning the chains only rattle
I am determined… I will win this battle
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My faith it is tattered like the cloths that I wear
My heart it is broken, but I do nothing but care
My hands they are callused from pulling on chains
My body is weak from resisting the pains
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My strength it is useless, these chains will not fail
My courage is fighting though it is frail
I’m tattered and tired I just want a break
I will not give up I wont die in this state
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I pull one last time in hopes to unchain
And to my surprise my freedom I gain
I walk quickly away from the place of restriction
That was my life and looks like its fiction
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Walking away I gain back my attraction
As I walk by I see peoples reaction
My wings are mended my skin untainted
I look around and see you as painted
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Because I had fallen, because I was down
You though you could walk on me make me your ground
You are so judgmental so set on good looks
You didn’t see what I was,…. an angel from books