Alas
2006
Im growing wings
where my love outgrows
Im awakening
beneath a murder of crows
Caught in rules I intended to break
my stomach has never had a rest
I swallowed the emotions that others faked
Im so sick of life being a test
Manifest my dream
materialize my truth
A Midnight Mass for redeem
of a damned confused youth
Ive grown some wings to fly away
Ive had no guts for too long
I play the strings on this vacant day
and on the very next Ill be gone
