Shutter dreams...
Broken wings...
Nothing left for me
Except merely of crashed pieces of my being
I have to stand up and find another way
Coz I don't have reason for me to stay
I want to escape, I want to fly
I want to leave this world that caused me misery
But how? If I had this wounded wings lest don't heal
If I can still feel what I shouldn't feel
All I can do is to gaze, and look for an answer from above
And stare at you on a distance with your new found love
