Blood On My Wings

I've got Blood on my wings as I Struggle to fly I've got scars that need healing and tears that need to dry Will I fall, or is there an angel that will carry me to the sky? The blood on my wings is making it difficult for me to fly Have you ever seen a man with one arm try to open things? Have you ever seen a bird try to fly with broken wings? This is similar, Except I'm not sure where I'm headed, but is there a wrong way when I'm lost already? I'm a man of honour but my mistakes cost me heavy I pushed away some great girls thinking one night stands were better But love and fear are two things that don't stand together parents putting me in Foster care and depriving me of affection, gave me a fear of love So I couldn't be fair to love, and I've been hurt so many times I'm scared to trust anytime I was close to falling in love I tried to get myself to risk it half of my scars are self inflicted Some I was born with, others I gained on the way But I'm also an ex self-harmer, who cut before I learned to put my pain on the page I'm jealous of those who do art as a Hobby Picking up a pen to me is therapy The words I write produce a bandage for the scars on my body Spent so long trying to be others, because myself is something I was scared to be I needed help but I never knew how to ask for it Some didn't knkw, because every hard day I faced, I had a mask for it Now I'm determined I'll reach the sky I'll spread my wings once the blood has dried Blood on my wings as I Struggle to fly I've got scars that need healing and tears that need to dry Will I fall, or is there an angel that will carry me to the sky? The blood on my wings has made it difficult for me to fly