Beautiful Wings

by DarkOpex   Jan 29, 2006


Wings that don't spared,
Because there is no room to fly.
A girl whose sad,
Because her shoes are always tied.

No room to be different;
No room to shout.
She must smile;
They wont let her pout.

Eye that are empty;
Because there is nothing to see.
A girl whose heart is broken;
A girl just like me.

No time to be herself;
No time to have fun.
They make her play real life;
The game has begun.

Souls with no meanings,
But hers cries out loud.
She begs to be different;
She wants out of the crowd.

She lets her wings open,
And forgets all the people.
She lets her self fly.
She goes up from the church steeple.

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