Change

I sit alone infront of the window I only think about myself My life, My future, My own Are like a book on My shelf The angry winds come by hitting my face on its own Asking me to be a brand new The bird comes whisper in my ear, to change my hair to change my style Then i think and i want to be a new me, who can see the real view I need to change, i need to be another person who can say a thing and do i need to be more confident, i want to be looked at day and night i want to be arrogant, i want to show the world that there is me i want be a princess that is not waiting for a prince or a knight The night comes im still sitting infront my window The Angry winds calm down and make me smile somehow The birds are sleeping and everything around is quite and peaceful But, my mind is busy, still thinking am i going to change now?!