A Downhearted Journey

Terror At 30,000 Feet
Time to fly away and break this inner shell
That’s been holding me back for quite awhile
I am ready to be a person now
A cleansing must commence
Wash this filth
Wash this dirt…. this dirt away
The dirt that breeds under my mind
This cleansing must commence
Wash this filth
Wash this dirt away
The dirt that breeds under my mind
I used to be happy, not a care in the world
These feelings I cannot rid myself of
I am ready to be a person now
But no optimism can be found