Trust the Skies

Then a whisper came from the skies

A despreate plee for help

The lightend glow from the flys

I wish I could go to the welp

But Im afraid of all the lies

I know if go towards the gentel breeze

It will show its true size

Admitting its evil tease

I sit and watch the sun rise

As I hear this cry of pain

I look up and can almost see the eyes

I stare for awhile then it rains

Ive screwed up through all the tries

I have learned one thing

That trying is the prize

And I feel a sting

And I start to rise

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