Reclamation

Pick up your eyes and wipe off the tears,
Clean up your chin and step up from your peers.

Get out of those ashes Dear, you've made quite a mess,
Run off all alone and hope for the best.

Spread your wings and learn how to fly,
The eyes of an angel are clouded this high.

Soar through the mountains high up above,
be what you willl, if a fly plane or dove.

Honey you're not all alone anymore,
there's others to trust
He wont find you again,
Hes just another concussion, a tiny spec of dust.