I fought against the tide
and flew against the wind...
I'm scared of the dark
But the light seems more frightening...
Again I'm on the edge of breaking down
Ready to crash down in the ravine...
Hi there cupid
with your cute little wings...
I won't show that I'm afraid
and I refuse to cry...
Oh if I could only see
The fallen angel, silver wings...
I count the drops of blood
on the pieces glass on the floor...
There is so much to know
They never found out...
Look at me now
shadow of my lost self...
I wish that I was...
One of those pretty girls...
And what's the sense of it all
Dragging myself through life...
All the troubles that I have
Are those I make myself...