Looking out of a window, pulling the drapes aside,
Snow falling, white feathers...
Eyes are raised before knowledge.
eyes are teared before sorrow...
Don't judge people after
meeting them for one time...
This is my time, be prepared for my rising
the time is over when everyone is sighing...
I swear I can fly
On these butterfly wings of mine...
Only God can judge us
All those who judge our lives...
The years i have spent
The bridges i have burned...
The world is more then just black and white
Look outside what you think you believe...
Give me your darkened stethoscope doc
so I can hear the trumpets blow...
Fitting in with the crowd isn't life
fitting in with yourself is the only life needed...
I sit and think,To sit and reminisce.
To sit and acknowledge myself finally...
Why is there life?
We were made as a beautiful creation...