The Prodigal Daughter
Fallen from grace
Will she ever be able
to regain her place?

Fallen from grace
Quite a task to undertake
to regain her place
There’s no repenting for her mistakes

Quite a task to undertake
Wings, now burned off
There’s no repenting for her mistakes
Onlookers stared in disgust and scoffed

Wings, now burned off
She was destined for greatness, all were in favor
Onlookers stared in disgust and scoffed
Too bad she’s only a failure

She was destined for greatness, all were in favor
So tragic, isn’t it?
Too bad she’s only a failure
All their expectations and  she  quits

So tragic, isn’t it?
Will she ever be able
All their expectations, and she quits
The Prodigal Daughter