Wild Spirit
I live attracted to the wild side.
My mentality prevails a curse, not to mention my heart is worse.
I was once a youthful spirit looking for friendships and smiles.
I lost my reputation; my youth is gone, but it’s my glory that empowers me to carry on. Wandering the streets with a face full of fury I cuss and I curse at anyone who get’s in my way.
I am drawn to the wild side, and forever wild I shall stay. No matter the people or the places I meet I belong to myself. I will never know defeat.
I met souls like mine, I am divine.
I was awaken and from my darkness I rise.
Under the sunset I thank the heavenly skies. I am renewed.
My wild soul was filled with compassion; glory still lives in me, but I will share it with you.
As I walk down the road on a gloomy day I remember my wild side, and the demons I slayed.
I am a young soul with a heart that will fight for you.
I am a young soul with a mind that will care for you.
My face is stern, but my words are gentle.
Remember me as a reincarnated soul. Equivalent to a phoenix arisen,
my ashes have departed.
I am alive.