I'm a bird, I'm a plane,
oh, have you ever gone insane?
lost your way,
took a drive
down a tunnel
that is corrupt and magic life
night and fright;
is it not a delight?
just to see
all the colors as they bleed
and they rain and they drip
and slowly you sip
from the cup that lies near,
your lifeline; shedding tears
I'm a bird, I'm a plane,
have you ever been numbed by pain?
as the distance he walked
as he scoffed, tore your heart
with no way leftΒ to part
from yourself, from your walls
and you've completely been numbed,
you're completely inane
broken wall, broken fall,
have you ever lost it all?
birds,
planes,
insanity,
broken dreams,
corrupting lies,
crushed,
lust,
and your life, it turns to dust
as you drift and you dream,
and your soul begins to scream,
bleeding lies,
ignorance
and unforgiving highs
I'm a bird, I'm a plane,
and I've lost my ******* mind
wind the toy,
the cymbals crash,
and you've never felt so nimble.
breathe your dreams,
inhale the lies,
watch them glitter in disguise,
sparkle in the night
as you're taking your last flight
as that bird, as that plane,
you've surely gone insane.
I also wrote this when I was 16.