She longs to fly
But her wings are broken
She cracks a smile but her joys been stolen...
She just wants to be free but freedom seems so far...
Her loads way too heavy from the weight of these scars...pain
Oh how she has experienced her share
Still mad at life cuz her daddy's not there...still mad at life cuz who **** cares...
The world?
Not at all...it's your job to get up every time that you fall...
And this type of thinking comes with a pretty big wall....
so how does she free herself and let go of the past?
When she's drowning in tears from the things of the past?
A student of life she's still taking its class. She's mad. Her hearts been through it. Trying to find God and religion won't prove it. In our silence we find answers it's the battle within.
Until she battles within she'll never be free again.