Impossible To Fly (Dysthymia)

You might be there:

Angry at the world with a cross to bear.

Or You might be here:

Surrounded by yourself and full of fear.

Lately at night you wander the Boulevard

“DON'T WALK” flash the signs that you

disregard.

Brush pass the souls that you cannot feel

The shadows and lights seem so unreal.

Don’t even try.

It’s impossible to fly

When you carry the weight of the world.

You might be there:

Angry at the world with a cross to bear.

Or You might be here:

Surrounded by yourself and full of fear.

Friends ask you if there is something wrong.

Don't let on that you been here for too long

Safe with these blues that you've come to know,

Now they are a habit that you can't let go.

Don’t even try.

It’s impossible to fly

When you carry the weight of the world.