Hello my names angry
A little more than cranky
I let the emotion make me
But I can say it's the fake me
Just not knowing
I'm living in the unknown
I feel like a king
Who has misplaced his throne
Jack Sparrows compass in my hand
It is always spinnin'
What do I want most in this world?
Why do I keep livin' and winnin'?
Yes I consider a day a win
Even if I go through with a grin
I don't see how and why
Always feelin' so damn shy
Then back to being angry
My backs turned so shank me
Pull out the knife
And start a new life
Maybe somewhere, elsewhere
Or the same place standing
All I ask is why I stand
No more asking, I'm demanding
No matter where I go
My hearts harder than stone
It just doesn't always show
Cause my mind sometimes tells me no
So many emotions
Changing like Michigan weather
I try to write them all
Some are even clever
You decide which are better
You feel them too
But I put mine on my paper
That differs me and you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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