who´s leaving who

How can I fly without my wings?

What kind of bird that never sings?

Without direction where should I go?

Why are you leaving when I need you so?

No answers for these questions of mine.

One wrong move, just one step out of line

the consequences would be final, I fear

the message at last would be loud and clear.

Why can´t you hear me when I quietly speak

and give me what I so desperately seek?

I know I am asking way too much

it is far too late for a mother´s touch.

Still for a moment you gave me just that

something I have never ever had.



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