Angry and Green

Angry and Green...

  Burning through all my falling rage, You tell me I'm young without knowing my age, If I took the time to show you what I know, You'd laugh at me like I was part of your show.

I'm not your puppet, I have not but one string, my hands move no matter what song they sing, watch me dance my rythm of life, moving my feet through the strife, The problems I have you cannot see, A battle inside made of only three, My mind, body and soul, They tear me apart leaving a hole.

I fill it with anger and let it bleed, It starts to grow like a tiny seed, enfolding itself within the leaf, just as i do only with grief, The sorows I sing grow as a seed in the spring, water my fury and watch it grow, the feelings inside I think you know, I'm Angy and young and all they see, is a world falling apart inside of me.