The Time To Grow Up Is Now

Suffocated by hands of the angels
Twisting your delicate chords
Your eyes shut as your vision fills with the darkness
That you wish to see when you sleep
The repeating timpani in the back of your mind
You can't concentrate on what is in front of you
Peeling open your lids, blinded
The white is worse then the darkness
But you can't get back
Once you're in the light, you're there forever
And forever you shall remain