Open up my eagle eyes,
Soaring before the opportunity.
Blue skies and bloodied hearts,
The grass is dying slowly.
It was only once,
But the imprint is forever.
Sick in the stomach,
Everything's in my head.
Mixes and confusion,
I can't look back.
I was control over me,
I don't know who I am.
Turning songs into alibis,
There's no one to turn to.
Bright and once strong,
That's the little girl I used to know.
Cuts and abrasions up and down my arms,
Folk art taking its toll.
I never knew I would be like her,
Sipping the toxins in my body.
Blade runner to and from the building,
I need ice to stop the flow.
Tables are turned,
I know what it feels like to be alone.
Too much loneliness,
Someday I hope to soar.
I wish everything would be alright,
No one knows the meaning to me.
Artists canvas clear; the scars are healing,
And I can't get back on track.
Fading into a water painting,
The mark is still there, but so dull.
Spirits lightened and I can fly,
I want to thank you again.
Arrows and crosses,
It's all in the past.
Ruffles and high tides,
It's what I have to strive upon.
