A So Called Poem

The clouds never guided me...
As I see through it's emptyness
the never ending abis.
A tradeic death you may say
and you never thought,
you could of saved me
Bridge
you could of Grabbed my hand
You could of Grabbed my hand
Chorus
I fall from the sky
Within the lie, I said
I'll never die
The higher I go,
I could never get a good chance to
breathe properly
Constantly, the air rushes through my face
pulling off every skin particle
I said I never die
I said I never die
Not even the angel could of saved me
trying not to tumble over
the mysty sky blinds my vision
Disoreinted the thoughts I had.
always came back, continiously
and you never thought,
you could of saved me
Bridge
you could of Grabbed my hand
You could of Grabbed my hand
Chorus
I fall from the sky
Within the lie, I said
I'll never die
The higher I go,
I could never get a good chance to
breathe properly
Constantly, the air rushes through my face
pulling off every skin particle
I said I never die
I said I never die
Not even the angel could of saved me
I see in the past.
I never had anyone by my side.
a true friend they called it.
The only thing I had was my
so called emotions. Which are fading.
I look apon who make the world a better place.
and you never thought,
you could of saved me
Bridge
you could of Grabbed my hand
You could of Grabbed my hand
Chorus
I fall from the sky
Within the lie, I said
I'll never die
The higher I go,
I could never get a good chance to
breathe properly
Constantly, the air rushes through my face
pulling off every skin particle
I said I never die
I said I never die
Not even the angel could of saved me