Wounded (Angel of Sadness)

Since my birth I’ve been stressed with qualities to test my worth As far as I can remember Been given life from an unknown sender A few ticks of time so tender Now I need your arms around me Incase I don’t survive as a deliquesced juvenile I’m pasting my progress on an off white towel No fear, I swear I’m not giving up It’s just become so hard for a child to smile Around every corner, obstacles await my appearance Down my forehead, the rain stings like clear ants Foster parents label me stubborn, good for nothing Things as a kid, we never understood Lain across the carpet, heart beat jumping Mother, I now need your arms around me So much learned from these trials My task to never look back No questions asked, just carry on for miles Incase I should perish with the wind In my finale, you should cherish my end You probably never knew That as a heartless individual, I’d feel this way A bitter model on his feet Yet he stands on his heals this day My lovely strangers, I now need your arms around me