Life is out of line; once in a while the wretchedness we can't manage.
This was an inclination I would never share.
I am solid, sufficiently solid to proceed onward from this agony.
I won't feel the disgrace; my life isn't a diversion.
Tired of these tears and my feelings of dread,
I will treasure my motivations.
I will discover my fantasy, I guarantee; that is the thing that I will accomplish.
I will figure out how to take off.
I'm not who you will misdirect.
I have faith in supernatural occurrences; these individuals chuckle like it's insane.
I won't fall; I might be lost, yet I will be found.
One day I will locate the ideal life; life will run delightfully,
I will fly like a butterfly as the night progressed, will have a wonderful sight.
Perplexed however I will battle.
No limits, free my psyche of all the weight.
Leaving here will be my pleasure.
I need such a great amount to be free; so much I need to see.
I need to achieve the sky, I need so gravely to fly.
It couldn't be any more obvious, I used to be a trick when I let you treat me coldblooded.
I committed an error, yet I won't let myself break.
Abandon me, for's goodness' sake.
So now I bow down to implore.
For these seasons of battle I will simply say,
I'll leave in your grasp, God. I will give up
