I'm sick and tired of society
I wanna fly
But people cut my wings
I wanna scream
But people take my voice away
I wanna write
But people mow my hands
I wanna walk
But people chain me to the wall

Society makes me equal
When I realise
I'm just another brick in the wall

There is no sense in this world anymore
I feel sore
Seeing people being all the same
It looks like I am to blame

Personality,
A word that doesn't exists in our dictionaries anymore
Creativity was pruned out
Like the hair on the soldier's head

Money is all they think about
I can't carry out
They are making insane
Making me not the same

She cries late
                  every night
     Turns off all the
                           lights
         Sits in bed
bawls
             her eyes out
      in the dark
Cutting out pieces
      of her heart
No one can see
                          the scars
           of her sewing
back up her chest
       Soon she will be
             an empty shell
        Hopefully
                    putting her soul to rest
If her heart
                    is no longer there
It can't get broken,
              right?
If no one can see
                          the tears
Then she never cried,
                     right?

Soaring so high,
Can hear all the angels sigh
As I dip and dive.

From way up here
The small creatures should have no fear
I'm too high to shed a tear

I don't want to ever come down
I'll just turn back around
No worms shall I eat
No branch shall I heat

Because I wish everyone could feel the way I do now
with my feathers skimming clouds and my morning tunes never too loud.

I'm free,
I wish all could feel like me!

Maybe life is only difficult so that we realize the good when it's here. Maybe if it wasn't for the tears the smiles wouldn't be so sincere.