Rain On The Panes.

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So when she told me “look beyond you”,
I turned to the window
cos that’s where you always go
to prove you’re an eagle.

The sun rays striking your face
perfectly masks out the demons within,
eating you still
but on the surface you appear made out of steel.

The world tells you it’s okay to cry sometimes,
You tell the world “Excuse me, that’s shit for humans”
but you turn your back and rain on the window panes
Whether it’s summer or it’s winter, to you it’s all the same.

So would you look beyond you now?
It’s okay to have been holding on to things not true.
Open up the floodgates, let the drowning ensue
Break down, pick yourself back up, and be that eagle.