Death by legs

Staring black eyes, looking all at me.
Not for my beauty I know, I have to flee.
Attached I am by my weight to the ground.
Maybe if I wish hard enough I´ll be gone with the sound.

My legs have betrayed me, I cannot run.
It is my destiny to stay here and wait for them to come.
Count to ten everything will be OK.
Close your eyes, let them take you away..

Everything´s so scaring cold dark.
"Thanks legs, for letting me die".
Thank God I don´t need you anymore,
With these wings I can now eternally fly.