Maybe
I'm not going to breath for long
I'm trapped in this cage
This curtains , this ceiling , this carpet , this body ;
everything's burning away .
I type out a last mail
"Save me .The house is on fire"
I have no one to send it to .
Who will come to see me burn to my bones ?
My absence won't be felt, my presence never mattered .
I was about to shed some blue blood and
break through this mortal cage .
But now, everything's burning down .
As I die here , I want someone to shed a tear
I want someone to know who died in this burn .
I want someone to know the legacy that ended in flames .
I reach out for whoever might pull me out
of this suffocating feeling of smoke and uselessness
Nobody comes .
Nobody comes to keep me safe .
Inside this house which looks like the realms of fire god ,
my bruised limbs take a stand .
I'm on my knees and palms , waiting to be saved .
My head's heavy when I stand up again
"I gotta get out of here..I need to live.
So what if no one's coming ? I will save me
I'm enough" , I say .
And now I'm running in this palace of fire
Maybe
I'm not going to breath for long
But I'm no longer trapped
I broke through my cage .
/ I got wings of fire /
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