I was better
AimlessI was better in being beautiful
can wear long gowns, fairy wings or even cocktails too
I was better in making friends
lesser I with having fiends
I was better
then One day ugly roses came
they prick me with their thorn, what a nasty game
tied me up, slap me hard
with words I can't bear, Even burn my last trump card
My confidence.
I was better
And I think I will never be better
Rain on my parade grew bigger
it became flood, destroyed me, I will never be better
I've become one of the things I never wanted to be
those roses, ghosts and everything there will be
All I think is there is no one for me
Even the reflection in mirror seems stranger to me
then I stare
I just stare
All the things that made me better spark in my dim mind
I ask myself. why did I hide?
Then again the answer was always bright
I WAS BETTER.
I always think I was better when I can be best
Limitations and horizons can now finally rest
I am free now, and I will always be
Thoses roses that burned me, I hope they'll be
I was dictated, controlled and caged
with the voices and thought lured by age
who think I should be grey in their monochrome world
and be part of this calamitous horde
My confidence now is screaming with light
so bright, beaming my soul to fight.
I was better and yes, I will never be again
because I am the best now, now and then.
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