She choose to be alone
And they don’t know why.
She was a fallen angel
From the sky….
She fells like a puppet
With strings in her bones..
Controlling her mind,
Body and Soul..
All she can do is cry
But still a burning faith remains
That she can’t deny.
She flap her angelic wings
And lift herself up
And though she can touch the sky again now
Loneliness still remains in her chained heart…