I Wish I Could Crush The World

I wish I could hold the world with a grip and let my heart decide on what to do
Is my heart a fiery ball of fire or a lighted candle
I look the world in the eye and shriek in anger

Memories pressed together by the rustiness of age.
Look a house burning with laughter lighted by faces perfumed with love
I knock at the wooden door in search for a second of shelter
Yet I'm denied passage

My shadow spit on me In repulsion
      Having nothing to loose I look the world in the face.
Wishing I could hold the world with a strong grip
Or maybe smash the world into smithereens.