Wings of wax will melt and fall apart,
But what if they are a true reflection of what's in my heart?
Weak, easily discouraged, and without pride,
My escape to freedom denied
I can never spread my wings and fly.
I will never know the feeling of the sky,
For these broken wings keep me grounded
And trapped with the memories of how they once sounded.
They used to be so beautiful and proud,
But now they hang around me like a black shroud,
Reminding me of my once known glory
And how this is just another sad story.
These wings are torn and tattered, no longer able to carry me.
My heart, unable to dream of the possibility of being free
And my soul, now a deep black abyss
Waits silently for death's blissful kiss.
But I have to be honest
I just don't know-how
My heart aches
For yet anot
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
From the day that I first knew you,
Your heart was pure and kind;
Your smile was
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
I'm Glad I Have A Friend Like You
It started as just a hug and grew into a kiss,
A friendship that had blossomed to more th
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my
I wanna start fresh...
and forget this place, the wicked world I live in,<
I'll be happy once I've done this certain thing.
We all say this often, not realizing wha
