And when I speak the world better listen
I am tired of being timid
I am exhausted, giving in to my anxiety
I am the spirit of the wind
And i am her truest fury
I will unleash her power and her weighted words
So when i speak you better look up at me
Because i don't like to be overshadowed
And i am tired of people speaking over me
I will fuel the fire of your soul if you try to burn me with your petty words
I will burn you with your own gun
So pull the trigger
Because i have pointed it back at your head
YOU ARE READING
To My Lovers
PoetryI hope you miss me everytime you see the moon And i hope every starry sky reminds you of me
