Scylla's Show

A green rose beside me inspired me to write

The kind air is caressin' me rewind me with time

Confined in these memories millenaries of fights

I heave a sigh with reveries the remedies demised

I've seen myself thrown alone with no holder

The world on my shoulder and days are gettin' bolder

The ball is in my court but yet couldn't bowled her

My face's gettin' older inside i'm still a child

At five i've tried suicide at nine i've tried to flee

I've sought to be free but never acquired this dream

My head outside the water but why i can't breathe ?

I've never missed the boat instead it never reached

I've tried to break the ice because i hate to be patient

I thought i could be healed instead they left and take it

I've tried to be good but good was hard to weight it

Yet still I chase the dawn although the night repeats

I'm gatherin' my pieces hopin' someday they’ll meet

If every wound’s a teacher then mine already taught

That even broken souls can rise from broken thoughts

And maybe fate is waitin' beyond this endless pain

And maybe I’ll find shelter and then stand again

Y'all have seen my life where hero couldn't row

But maybe one day this vapor become a snow