The Escapist's Plea,
I dont know where i'm going anymore
hard to tell who you are when the indiffrency has settled in
cold, empty, barren will i ever find a way?
Help me find a way out of this sorrow filled cage
My soul singed with everyday
Reality so hard to face
I need to find a way to escape
Only if i could just fly a way
I try to stay sane
But i fell under the september rain
A repuiem for the reality
That i never wish to see
Help me find a way out of this sorrow filled cage
My soul singed with everyday
Reality so hard to face
I need to find a way to escape
Only if i could just fly a way
I need a way to escape,
Only if I could just fly away
Copyright © Wyatt Loethen | Year Posted 2012
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