Submissions by AspectsofNyaboth77 (Gensoul)

font=Georgia]I am the dark cloud
I am the broken wing
I am the scorched tree
I am not the sun
I am not the flowers
I am not the mountains
If I were I would be popular
If I were I would be well liked
If I were I would be admired
I am the lonely ant
I am the useless fly
I am the weak antelope
Internally, I am a lion
Internally, I am a volcano
Internally, I am an eagle
I am rejected for being too rebellious
I am rejected for being too peculiar
I am rejected for being too sophisticated
But I don’t reject myself for being me...

Nobody can see the perfection,
The beauty, the creativity, and the virtue
Hidden behind my words, my works;
What I contribute
The world only prefers one thing,
One way, one color, one dream
I am most times stuck between
Following the dreams of my heart
And complying to the demands we have
Created, Invented, idolized
To rule us, control us, restrict us,
That decides Beauty, and perfection, and virtue,
To be desired, to be achieved
We are lost beings.