Please broken wings, don\'t fail me now

To fly,
is what i dream.
To soar,
is what i mean.
To see,
from up high,
To reach,
and touch the sky.
So why aren't i flying?
Why can i feel the ground?
I feel myself crying,
My wings are broken,
So why do i still try?
To fly,
without wings,
Brings question,
To many things.
some thing's weighing me down,
it doesn't seem to lift,
My days are growing dark,
and I'm left here,
wondering
hold on,
I'll make it,
soon I'm going to see my brighter day,
please broken wings,
don't fail me now