I am angry
I am upset
I rock the boat couple of times more
I am still not a saint, in soul
I debate
I discuss
I have tantrums, at times thrown,
I am still not a saint, in soul
I am hurt
I am disturbed
I feel all that humans go through
I am still not a saint, in soul
I am greedy
I am hungry
I want appreciation two times more
I am still not a saint, in soul
I stink in gold
I stink in silver
I stink in all that is materialistic personified
I am still not a saint, in soul
I am heady
I am mad
I think I AM, all times
I am still not a saint, in soul
I feel elated
I feel delighted
I feel on top of the world
I am still not a saint, in soul
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