Like a bird with broken wings, I can not fly like I’m designed.

I’m going to get left behind, because I can not fly like I’m designed.

I see others around me flying high, but I can not fly like I’m designed.

I remember days where I soared high, but my wings are broken and I can not fly.

Why God why can i not fly? When i was designed too.

Now I’m left flightless, watching others take flight before me.

I should have never been so careless with the way that I was flying.

I should have listened to the warnings so that my wings would not be broken.

They say it just takes time to heal, and one day i will fly again.

What if i die before i can ever fly again?

Why God why can i not fly? When i was designed too.

Am I being punished because I did not live as i was designed to?

Am I  ever going to know what it feels like to use my wings again?

Am I ever going to be able to fly with the others, the way I was designed?

Please God please let me fly. Heal my broken wings so I can live the way i was designed.