from childhood i have not seen as others, i have not been where Most have been
i could not help but only dream of the things other kids did,
from the same source i have not taken back what's mine
i could not awake
while i heard my heart playing this one tone,
a Tone that was well known,
Seems like everything i have/had and loved,
i did it alone
waking up every morning was full of fear and rage. caught in a cage. to this day
i find i am still blinded by and why i went thru that. as
i stare up to heaven beyond the skies so blue, once and awhile my demon Will cover my view,
K