Wings
As long as the sun shines
As long as these words remain mine
I can live off of pork and beans
When you look in my eyes
When I write
I'm living my dream
I refuse to walk or color
Inside traditional boundaries
It takes some rearranging
To assemble the best parts of me
I see the dogma
Morbidity is my mantra
I embrace my darkest place
To be proud of what I have made
Allowing your gargoyles out
Does a lot of good things
One day I hope
One leaves me it's wings