At times I stare into the air where there's a spark of flame that helps me ignite the fuel raging inside my body that's been waiting to come out since the day you broke me down,
Everyday I say to myself that I won't let you bring me down
But everyday it seems to me that if your not around I won't have a frown
The rage that comes with my fire burns deeper and longer than I can even imagine
From watching my mother getting abused
To getting treated like a savage
Rage
One of the only reason why I'm good at what I do
The power within means gathering all your emotions and letting it fight your battles and though it sounds bad
Trust me it's more than it sounds
What one does for love
One may not do for happiness
What one does for anger
One can't do for sadness
Each feeling helps with what you desire but for me my feelings helped me become the artist people admire
But these feelings are the reason why I hate
The reason why I rage
Cry
Bleed
The reason why I can't sleep at night
Why the cries from within my heart wake up living souls who wait to see me strive
I am a broken violin
Play me
Please just try
