Flying High I can see my life
Everything scattered in a morose revalation
I can see that smile
Rise up to meet my potential
Fly with Butterfly wings,
catch me if you can
My beauty surpasses all
Still I can't be a man
How can I escape the fall?
It's inevitable, covet me all you want
I hate my flaunt
Fit my ego through a needle eye
Impossible
Hear my sigh
I break from my shell
and stretch my wings
Now I'll head south
for the ever cold deception
Find me if you will, love. |
Submission Name: untitled
