I'm sharpening my wings
Gotta roll soon
Putting it all together
cutting up the anger

Done with the tears
the crazy space of all those years
And throwing away all the things
Because things don't matter

Climbing back up is the hardest challenge
But oh so rewarding looking back after
Not everything's behind me
But it never really could be

And there's the irony
My own gift to me

I'm sharpening my wings
Gotta roll soon
putting it all together
cutting up the anger

~JM