My melodie dreams

she walks to school
with the lunch she packed.
nobody knows whats she's holding back
wearing the same dress she wore yesterday
she hides the bruises with the linen and lace

the teather wonders buth she doesn't ask
it's hard to see the pain behind the mask.
Bearing the burdon of a secret stone
sometimes she wishes she was never born.

trough the wind and the rain
she stands hard as a stone.
in a world that she can't rise above
but her dreams give her wings and
she flies to a place where she's loved

x.. CONCRETE ANGEL ..x

Somebody cries in the middle of the night
the neighbours here but they turn of the light
a fragile soul caught in the hands of faith
when morning comes it will be to late.

her statue stands in a shaded place
an angel girl with an upturned face
a name is writting on a polished rock
a broken heart that the world forgot.

trough the wind and the rain
she stands hard as a stone
in a world that she can't rise above
but her dreams give her wings
and she flies to a place where she's loved

x.. CONCRETE ANGEL .. x