It's not about anger, when I scream and shout
It's not about embedded reactions when I speak aloud
I have a strong notion
Of whats right and wrong
I may be judgmental
But I am still proud.
The strength of iron
I feel within
I do not break down when the tears roll down
Its not my sorrow that you see with the frown
The cringe within just brings me together
and the tears that roll down
shed the apprehensions away.
I want to speak my mind I know
I want to break all rules I'm sure
I'm not a rebel
But I'm not in a shell
There must be something human, somewhere I hope.
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I exist... I am...
- angel in a black dress
- Endangered by the mankind, I shudder each day. Pretend to be evil, And follow their way. Robed in black, I fool them all. Knowing that they lack, True judgments and soul. "I ain't an angel", I scream and yell, So that I can live, For stories to tell. My angel is my dream, True and pure. So I come here to tell you, The scenes I have seen. I have seen the pretty mountains, That envelope the skies. I have seen the sandy beaches, That leave you tongue tied. Nothing like the night sky, That sprinkles little joy. There’s nothing like the winter sun, That warms my soul so coy . One day I would paint this, And show the world my art. Stroke it with some music, That would be true from my heart.
2 comments:
i like ur perception abt urself...frankly i feel d world sees us d way v see ourselves...
so wat do u c when u look in d mirror?? an angel or a rebel?? thoughts matter to those who want them to matter...even unsaid emotions talk...feelings r not fake...they say wat words cant...so ur anger, ur reactions wat r they all abt??
U're an iron Butterfly my dear :)
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