Broken Wings

I wrote this song for my angel And every other angel on this planet with broken wings Something that 10% of every woman on this planet is going through Something that needs more attention, needs more awareness When you love somebody and you can't help them Is there anything worse in the world Silently suffering while smiling at the world around her An angel with a broken wing, I'm so happy I found her Because such beauty's something that the world just should not hide But there's a monster that is eating her alive inside There is no cure as it grows around her heart so pure If it was me, it would be something I cannot endure Cut it out, but then it travels back For 10% of women on this earth, it doesn't cut them any slack Surgery is just a temporary fix For those who wanna know, it's endometriosis We need to find them some relief and that's why I wrote this The only way to get attention is to be real and post it And it's really not fair because it seems there's not enough care While our women have a pain that's always too much to bear Nothing helps, the medicine is even worse to take Let's shine some light on this so people can become awake Create awareness, do something about this silent disease I love you baby, I'd do anything to see you free And to all the other men who stand by their side I commend you for the love, your loyalty can't be denied For them, we decide to travel far and wide Find something, anything, so we don't see them cry So this is just another voice from a desperate man I'd do anything to save my Krista Lianne Take these broken wings So they can fly again And live forever free Cause they all need A voice to sing To help them talk about This silent disease Why aren't more doctors tryna come up with any answers The pain I see them in is as bad as any cancers Plus the fact that this can also happen to your daughter The youngest case is nine, wish I had better news to offer I watch my angel cry, her stomach is in so much pain Just like how they describe barbed wire and heavy chains What type of life is this, our women have the right to live A life that's free from thoughts of not having any more fight to give They even have to lose the right to have a child And that's just the beginning, and that to me is wild That they haven't gotten together the smartest surgeons in the country To find a way to heal them and make use of all that money Come on, we're talking about a hundred and ninety million or more Where I find one second and the next they falling straight to the floor And for their loved ones it hits us straight to the core Cause we're helpless and we just have to watch that monster roar Take these broken wings So they can fly again And live forever free Cause they all need A voice to sing To help them talk about This silent disease To every woman out there in pain Your stories are not taken in vain I know it's hard to see the sun through the rain But just know that you are loved just the same I hope sooner than later this beast we contain And we can find a cure so you can all no longer be drained Because this life is special just like every one of you I might not know all your names but I'm standing right in front of you