Everyone knows I’m wrong
Not so strong and
Very insecure
Nothing is clear
Always sincere
To whom is born
In the desert
In the river and
You know when I have found
A voice
A trail
And feet that know
The shortest way
Into the snow
You’re
Smelling funny
Always in a hurry
And you stay alone
This is the way I
Have fought
And I thought
Bout precious memories
I was here
To fight
My doubts away
Housing in my brain
In my soul
And I don’t know
Why they always stay
Why do I crawl
Why do I yell
Why would I cry
When the wings of the angels die
And I know
That you are the one
And I know
You are never undone
With making a fool
Out of a world
That isn’t real