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?!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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B.A Avatar
August 2, 2010 at 5:33 AM
Thanks Anthony :)
Nutter Avatar
August 2, 2010 at 3:12 AM
Are we ever satisfied with who we are. You capture the desire and the knowledge of needed personal change so well. Excellent write.
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