I LIVE AS I DO:
I LIVE AS I DO:
I am born on a bed of thorns
Crying my eyes out in a world that refuses
To pace with me
I cry, cry and cry
But the tears stream down unnoticed
How I wish I could open my heart to you
And make u see the pain inside...
Ripped of my simplicity the day I was born
I roam about in tatters
Hiding behind a canopy of smiles
My heart burnt to ashes
In the flame of human cruelty
How I wish I could spread out my wings
And take flight
Escape the harsh realities of a mundane commonwealth
And land in a utopia of glory
But alas,
They have raped my innocence
Gnawing into my deepest fears
Infecting my love with the germ of hatred
And now that warm pool of blood
Deep down the aisles of thought
Froths and fumes in despair, agony
Thrashing about in this mundane Inferno
My mouth open in a silent scream of terror
The virtues of womanhood ground to dust
By the merciless pounding of lust, greed and envy
Even before I became a woman...
There's a big bulge in my throat
A small tennis ball refusing to budge
Slowly steadily sucking out my life
Bit by bit, drop by drop
And yet I eagerl await the end
For it would signal my release
From the manacles of civilization-
Humanity, which I unwittingly chose
And now I await the embers to die down
As I watch the last drop of sunshine
Sink below the western horizon
And in the end close my eyes
Still full of Hope, Life and Belief...
I am born on a bed of thorns
Crying my eyes out in a world that refuses
To pace with me
I cry, cry and cry
But the tears stream down unnoticed
How I wish I could open my heart to you
And make u see the pain inside...
Ripped of my simplicity the day I was born
I roam about in tatters
Hiding behind a canopy of smiles
My heart burnt to ashes
In the flame of human cruelty
How I wish I could spread out my wings
And take flight
Escape the harsh realities of a mundane commonwealth
And land in a utopia of glory
But alas,
They have raped my innocence
Gnawing into my deepest fears
Infecting my love with the germ of hatred
And now that warm pool of blood
Deep down the aisles of thought
Froths and fumes in despair, agony
Thrashing about in this mundane Inferno
My mouth open in a silent scream of terror
The virtues of womanhood ground to dust
By the merciless pounding of lust, greed and envy
Even before I became a woman...
There's a big bulge in my throat
A small tennis ball refusing to budge
Slowly steadily sucking out my life
Bit by bit, drop by drop
And yet I eagerl await the end
For it would signal my release
From the manacles of civilization-
Humanity, which I unwittingly chose
And now I await the embers to die down
As I watch the last drop of sunshine
Sink below the western horizon
And in the end close my eyes
Still full of Hope, Life and Belief...


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