Fallen

Fallen from the wings;
Fallen from all joy.
Everything slowed;
Stopped like a wind up toy.

Every time I look at you,
Everything came back.
Every time I see you;
It's everything I lack.

I'm just not right;
It's a terrible end.
I guess the story wasn't right;
Too bad it was written in pen.

Too bad I'm not her;
Too bad you don't see.
I guess I'll move on.
I hate being me.