Wasting

You clipped your wings

Your halo is a plastic crown

Seen with a smile not a frown

Standing in the light to avoid the dark

Looking through a glass

Trying to find your reflection

 

But I don’t want to spend

My life finding who I was

Running into the past

Is a waste of time

I don’t want to wake up

In that same ol’ skin of mine

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