I walk step by step towards the door
Realizing that it is the way to freedom
But I look around and see a grey shore
My eyes are locked in a startling system
My mother takes my hand
And turns the knob to the right
I try to twist and turn to disband
But she is holding it oh so tight
The feeling in my eyes has run through me
From my hair down to my toe
My heart has lost its key
And it is thumping out of flow
My eyes are burning as I see the light
They are gaining sensitivity
I squint to the sight
Of the blurry gleams in my degree
The leaves rattle, brush and bustle
And though I cannot see the branches
I can hear and imagine the birds rustle
In the clouds above the crow bashes
Churning storms in the bland milieu
Pacing past in the windows of the vehicle
Black and white is my life-lasting hue
The profile of my mother's face impresses dull
Her open mouth just shrank
Could she have any thoughts?
Her expression looks so blank...
Thinking about my future must have her in knots
I cannot even wonder about my future
Whom will I become?
This question leaves me with no answer
One with no sight must be of no centrum
Once we arrive at the place we so call "school"
My mother turns pale
I yell to myself inside, "why is this world so cruel?"
I stop and freeze: I'm going to learn braille
I feel the world halt to stop
The clocks are no longer ticking
My heart is the only thing I hear that is about to pop
And violently, I wring
I wrung when I realized what reality truly was
And what a scary place the earth really is
I wrung when I saw my mother haws
And when she ran to me in a fizz
Now I know why my mother is in a daze
She is mesmerized by the accident...
I was four, and since then she would gaze,
And I have never again skated with such embracement
Realizing that it is the way to freedom
But I look around and see a grey shore
My eyes are locked in a startling system
My mother takes my hand
And turns the knob to the right
I try to twist and turn to disband
But she is holding it oh so tight
The feeling in my eyes has run through me
From my hair down to my toe
My heart has lost its key
And it is thumping out of flow
My eyes are burning as I see the light
They are gaining sensitivity
I squint to the sight
Of the blurry gleams in my degree
The leaves rattle, brush and bustle
And though I cannot see the branches
I can hear and imagine the birds rustle
In the clouds above the crow bashes
Churning storms in the bland milieu
Pacing past in the windows of the vehicle
Black and white is my life-lasting hue
The profile of my mother's face impresses dull
Her open mouth just shrank
Could she have any thoughts?
Her expression looks so blank...
Thinking about my future must have her in knots
I cannot even wonder about my future
Whom will I become?
This question leaves me with no answer
One with no sight must be of no centrum
Once we arrive at the place we so call "school"
My mother turns pale
I yell to myself inside, "why is this world so cruel?"
I stop and freeze: I'm going to learn braille
I feel the world halt to stop
The clocks are no longer ticking
My heart is the only thing I hear that is about to pop
And violently, I wring
I wrung when I realized what reality truly was
And what a scary place the earth really is
I wrung when I saw my mother haws
And when she ran to me in a fizz
Now I know why my mother is in a daze
She is mesmerized by the accident...
I was four, and since then she would gaze,
And I have never again skated with such embracement