When You are caught up in something so right

and blind to every flag dawned red

There comes a day when I shall rise like a kite

There will come a day when the wind stops


I need to be your reason to fight

a damsel for your rescue

I was never distressed nor kept from the light

Perhaps, all I need is to speak to you


All I need is everything

anything to prove your faith in me

All I want is anything

anything you have to set us free


When you feed me unrealistic lies

I gain a habit to meander ahead

There comes a day when I rise, a god

There will come a day when I fall

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