theres nothing left 

this week has been the best and its gonna get even better 

love is the bestest

They’ve clipped my wings again
Tore them apart and then
Left me
No use to fly away to 
My yesterday
Of freedom
My eyes died back that day
Seeing the hurt I may have done
Beat me instead of them
Pain is my only zen
Of fun. 

You still can’t make me cry
You’ve pinned this butterfly
Down
My fire’s burning out
Kill my flame without 
A frown
And starving hurts the soul
When you’re hungry for
Some love
So if I close my eyes
I can really fly 
Above