We didn't make it to heaven
For the angels would be jealous
For they are perfect, bright and even
And all we have are beautiful scars and callous.
No, we didn't make it to heaven
For we've got broken hearts to prove
And angels - they don't need improvement
They just adore their every move.
And though we didn't make it in heaven
We turn ugly mistakes into a beautiful masterpiece
We fall more than seven times and seven
But we still walk with the burdens on our shoulders and make it look like a pair of wings.
We can never make it to heaven
For we are dark outside and darker inside
Only our hearts own a light piercing through breathing
And only love could cure our sights.
And we will never make it to heaven
For we fall and let things go that easy
We miss but never want it in the end
For there's something so beautiful in autumn that only humans can see.
Humans are never meant in heaven
For ours is a tragic story only beautifully crafted
And scars are like tattoos that has deeper meanings
Some are even left untold after we departed.
And we were not made for heaven
For we choose to walk on earth
Dirty feet and chasing haven
Doomed from birth.
Our lives are not meant in heaven
For we go where angels dare not fly
They eternally exist while we just continue living
Holding the moment soon will pass by.
And I didn't make it to heaven
But I will make sure that every scars will look beautiful
For I will leave it blank and hanging...
For...