Jun 15, 2006 16:12
I'm burnt
But my skin keeps burning
And I'm not sure why
I'm not sure why
You'd get the courage
To leave me at such a time
I hope you're burning too
I hope you're burning for me
Like I'm burning for you
If the world was perfect,
I would not be here,
they say, they shout.
And it's all too true.
But I'm learning to live
And I'm learning to fly
Soon I'll be able to jump off this building
With a t.w.i.n.k.l.e. in my eye
And I'll fly forever
I'll soar through the clouds
I'll never come down
As soon as I learn to fly.
I watch my soul blow away in the wind
fly,
perfect world,
burn,
poem