I am filled with rage.
I was once a child
whose soul was mild
but the world turned me
into something wild
The petals of my youth
falls through my roots
the colorful pages of my book
became dark and crooked
I must say, “there’s no one to save.”
for I am filled with utmost rage
the world made me this strange
do not hold me, I'll be in rampage
I am now one with rage.
