What are you
what are you?
an angel sent from the sky, carrying me up high
a rock tied to my legs, pulling me into the depths of the ocean
a lie, leaving me here in regret and disbelief
a lesson, that some mistakes should never be made.
what are you? im thinking of, as i lay on this bed.
perhaps youre a star, one dreams of touching.
all but a dream,
an ideal,
for this star,
refuses to shine,
leaving me in eternal night