Decision, decisions, decisions,
their running me weary,
my legs say "stop" and my heart beats "no",
my brain is detecting fear.
When did my future and I become so low?
Harmony and peace and happiness are so far from me,
Out of reach, my hands grasps but no climbing is made.
I keep thinking, at the top I'll see!
but branch by branch my view fades.
Climbing but coming to no end
running but no gain.
My whole world is spinning and blending.
All that is coming out is pain.
Its time to change, to grasp my happiness again.
Its time to start myself on the path of amends
This time all I need is God at my aid.
I will keep climbing, no matter my tire, I want to see
what this mass world has for me, to help me grow.
Everyone near me, be on your toes.
For soon I will be transformed to my most pure self,
happiness again.

One an angel, one a demon.
Love at first sight.
One so broken, dying inside,
The other pure and white.

She hated herself,
With blood on her wrist.
Her wings were ash black as night,
And she didn't want to exist.

He loved all there was,
Cared so much - too much.
His wings lush and lovely,
He was always helping and such.

Time went by - it always does,
As they danced in the moonlight.
The fire blazed on inside them,
Only at first light would they say goodnight.

Later that year the woman looks in the mirror,
And marvels at what she sees.
Wings so lush, so beautiful, so bright,
They were breathtaking in the breeze.

After a while the man looks in the mirror,
And is frightened by what he sees.
His wings were so worn, so dusty, so black,
That he can't help but ask "What are these?"

And so the story normally goes,
It's possible that you may save one,
And though it's great to save that one,
You always must sacrifice a ton.