Broken Wings

How do I begin ponder the possibility

That this dream from the beginning has been doomed

How do I forget 19 years of a dream

That kept me in one piece

How do dreams die when they once felt more alive than your very life?

How do cinders transform a simple girl into Cinderella?

Am I fooling myself to believe they ever will?

Is life nothing more than waiting till

old age or a tragedy kill

Is the afterlife a place or a state of mind

The possibilities leave me blind

To see the beauty and possibilities that surround me

Music fills a place in my heart I never knew I had

Until it felt full

Until it all felt right

I wish I could find you tonight

Leading me the right way home

Because I feel like you left me

Let the pain be and let it sting

When I was already made with broken wings