A angel with Broken wings

[Melissa]

There was a time when I was o.k
The lights were bright, the nights brought heeling sleep
There was a time, when I was young,
That brought me thausands stars
A time where I have smiled
And I was happy....
There was a time, where I was sad,
My haert was broken in thousand tiles
I couldn´t sleep very well and my soul screems

I never get help
No one saw my pain
Deep Inside I cryed,
But outside I was smiling...
My mum said everytime : My sweety angel...
She didn´t saw my pain...

Now my heart Is haevy as a stone,
My soul is numb and cold
Why did you broke me?
Couldn´t you see my screems?

Watch my arms, They are red, full of blood
I listening to Punk music
And this was the time when you call me : "Empty thing..."
Wasn´t you call me angel?
Oh, of course you did!
Why am I empty?
What did I wrong?

The music I am listnening to?
Is this the reason?
Yes?
You should think about it again...

Why am I broken inside?
Don´t you know...?

It´s all about you!
You never listening to me!
Can´t you see the tears that I cry?
Are you blind?

It seems so...

This is the time witch sorounded me now
This is the pain which makes me cry
This is my life, broken inside...
The angel with broken wings
Once upon a time I flew through the sky,
No the hell is next to me....

This is my story, alone and with pain,
I hope I see you again...
´cause My arms are alredy bleeding
My soul is alredy dead,
My haert is like a dead stone
Just my body life´s his life....
Can´t you bring me up in heaveb where I came from?

I don´t want to walk alone again
Isn´t some one missing me...?
I can´t breath, why isn´t soemeone helping me?

Carry me up to haeven, the hell is not the world I want to life...

Ich kann nicht mehr



A angel with broken wings.....