Oh my angel
You don't deserve a world so full of hurt
They've cut off your wings
And thrown you down into the dirt
I wish we could still fly
But alas the only way
Is to remove ourselves from this life
And take the pain away
We use blades as stepping stones
And starvation as motivation
Working towards the goal
Of hopeful salvation
The awful names
And horrible games
The things they throw
Just to get in our way
They call us weak
Because they don't know
What we've got under our sleeves is more than blood
It's a tag
For those of us fighting the fight
We belong up in heaven
But try as we might
We are shackled
Hassled
Tied to this world
Trapped in the bodies of lost boys and girls
We try to escape
By bleeding out the hurt
But once again
We end up in dirt
6 feet under
We lie trapped
We try to break out
But our voices are capped
They've taken our wings
Our blades
Our say
They've stolen our lives
Our happiness
Our hope
And yet we suffer
We are the ones held back from heaven
While those awe stuck heathens wonder why we left.
