All I need right now is to be left alone, br Forgotten by the rest of the world, br Forgiven by my soul, br which I have disappointed once again. br Can I now shrink in a corner br like I did when I was a child? br Can I now run in my mother’s arms br so she can give me comfort with her love? br Can I now have my wings back? br Because I feel like an angel dismissed from heaven. br And if I can’t be compared with one br can I be considered as a butterfly? br Because when butterflies br get too close to the bright light br they burn...