Why
Sometimes you just wanna fly away but your wings are stuck
And arent ready to blossom so your stuck, stuck in reality somewhere you don't wanna be
But you put up with it because it isn't a fairytale so you ask yourself why
Why wont you let me be free and travel the world but again its reality
With 7 letters and 7 days of the week that you go through
Hopping its better than the last and will bring more hope to the next
But again its life with 4 letters just like fail
Because thats all that life has been doing lately
Failing me, taunting me with pain and more pain
Getting heavier and heavier on my heart
That im soon not gonna be able to take
So i ask again why, why my wings wont blossom
-Destini