My wings are broken
Snapped and splintered
Like dried up twigs in a deserted mind
The more I try to fly, the more
Damage is done
The more I try the more I am hurt
It can affect other people
If I fall again and someone is near,
I drag them down with my weight
So the only logical thing
Is to make sure no one is near
When my wings can't keep me air borne
