Perfect days are hard to come by

In a world

Where we have to try

But once in a while 

There is a perfect balance

Between your trials

And your hope

Fists fly and pain explodes

But I'm just a witness to this unfairness

Another piece of numbed down clay

Nope, nothing to change this day

But then 

Wings sprout from nowhere

Scales and words come to mind

Pressure is thin as air

And a smile you find

But how can this be?

Bloodshed and confidence in a stream of tears

There is nothing to hide, everything to fear

What is this crazy thing called life

That we live through every day

It's a wonder we can hide how we fray

Until one day we break

And that will be your day  of confidence and bloodshed.