Antoinette Rose Maria Rogers (2/23/94 / Chicago ILL)
Beautiful
As the darkness
sucks all the lightness
from the happiness of a day,
My kneecaps ache as they
lay akwardly upon the
cold, hard, wooden floor.
And as I pray to the heavens above
I beg God for forgiveness.
Forgiveness
for the wishing of death,
I wished upon myself,
fearing that that wish will
become the fate of my love ones.
Tears
fall down my saddened cheeks
Pain
blankets my heart
and the Power
of Breath is Underestimated
by me.
Panicing, suffocation controls me
but I still manage to allow the word
BEAUTIFUL
to be spoken.
(Sing)
When the time is right,
I'm gonna pack my bags,
and take that journey down the road.
Cause, over the mountains,
I see the bright sun shining.
And I want to live inside the glow.
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.
(India Arie)
(Speak)
I wanna go to a beautiful place, where
nightmares are morphed into dreams,
dream to find a beautiful place, where
rivers run deep enough to drown the shame
that lives within me.
I wanna go to a beautiful place, where
my cry for a loving father is heard.
through the songs of the wind blowing.
I wanna go to beautiful place where,
every bird flying across the beautiful
blue sky represents a memory of happiness
in a previous life of weariness.
I wanna go to a beautiful place where,
confidence is no longer haunted by bullets
filled with cream of consequences
but by bullets filled with cream of consiousness.
I wanna go to a beautiful place, where
true beauty if defined by the loveliness that
lives within your heart,
and not by the,
color of your eyes, the complexion of your skin,
or the lenth of your hair.
beautiful...
is where..
I wanna go...
(Sing)
When the time is right,
I'm gonna pack my bags,
and take that journey down the road.
Cause, over the mountains,
I see the bright sun shining.
And I want to live inside the glow.
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
(India Arie)
by. Rose
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A beautiful song indeed. Pathatic and optimistic at the same time. Keep writing, Rose.
Best Wishes
Naseer