*I am new at this...I usually don't write...
With every word you spat...

I understand when they say "don't do...
I understand when they say "don't have...

I used to have two wings
of such beauty and power...

They say that I am too young,
she told me to stop...

There are tears,
of my demise...

Okay I sigh,
to no one in particular...

There is no light,
a sight surprising to little me...

Father sits up,
back flat against the seat...

There is no use,
I can not find one...