Light marks my distant dreaming,
And the glowing stars differ my wish.
Drifting at all angles and changing my beliefs,
Puts a sparking smile on their face.

I was left wonder with a fear,
That you'd think I'm not different enough.

Discreetly crying a lonely river,
A torn heart from a fake life.
Unpacked clouds of coldness,
What's happening?

A strength that never re-grows,
Is growing.
And wings that are torn,
repaired.
Something is taking place that shouldn't,
Not that it couldn't,
Or wouldn't.