expected it sooner
we are all made of clay
chaff,dust
too ***** to be clean
I swallowed all guile
hoping for good
held on to shadows
until this day
my eyes flew open
I stagger to stand
it won't reoccur
but I'm too weak to know

expected it sooner
my tears won't flow
not even for joy
that moment happened
I took my stand
the verdict so true
I guess you'll doubt
so sorry but its true
the little girl has grown
now word can't reform
I'm sorry but its true

I left fear behind
at home with the maid
now bye to you I say
anything holding me is gone
swept,crushed in anger and gone
i'm finally free
free to fly, to soar
I knew all this since dawn
but will this really last...
i'm clay and I remember
can I bear his piercing gaze?