
His eyes... They are so sad, yet I am so in love with them
He feels he's dancing with the devil but I believe he's heaven sent
He feels he's easily forgotten, but in my mind lingers his scent
While he's thinks he breaking down, he's building me up
I cry for him... can I save him?
Yes he can fly, he doesn't believe he has wings
I see his crown... has he been so corrupted by the world he doesn't see he's a king?
I will do anything to ease his pain
I will do anything to see him love again
His smile hurts, because I know it's fake
I hate him in this state, yet I refuse to walk away...
I'm just pleading, baby
If you're drowning, allow me to be the rope
If you're losing faith, let me give you hope
You can be the sword, I won't hesitate to be the shield
You can be the movie, I'll be the reel
Become swallowed in pain, I will be your sorrow
Enjoy today and I'll worry about tomorrow
I just want for the caged bird to sing
I want him to see his position as king
About the Creator
F.A.E
Writing-my voice when I don't have one, and my friend in darkness. I hope to bring out the rawness of emotions within, and an understanding that you are not alone. Please, enjoy.




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