These wings,
They are clipped,
I cannot fly high,
No I cannot fly.
I am lost
In this cage of mine
Trapped
Running round in circles.
Everything seems meaningless,
Everything is without a purpose.
I need to fly,
To run,
To feel the wind on my back.
To feel,
Just to feel again,
Just to feel,
Anything,
Anything will do.
This numbness of my soul,
It is driving me insane.
This silence within me,
Seems to be erupting.
I need to run,
Faster than the wind,
So fast,
That noone catches me,
So fast that the wind will lose me,
So fast through the ebbs and flows of time,
So fast that noone will remember me,
No one will remember my name,
No one.