It's been a long time
since we went to fly..
Like a shedding leave
are we going to die..?
Someone took me by its side
then left me on a big tide..
Oh my fear..I cried
looking for it side by side..
It's hand were a beautiful tragic
it torn me well apart..
Then picked me up from the dust
to make me see it's want..
It's been a while
I am searching for a better side..
But it sometimes still
haunt me every night...
But I am fine because I am mine
I'll fly towards my sky..
I believe I have the will to survive
But still the others won't hunting me down..
