I sometimes have winds inside me.
I can sometimes be the calmest of people.
Then my mind goes haywire from all of you...
Then my winds play havoc...
I can be no angel or no saint.
I can be as cold as ice and furious like rage from fire.
I can be a hurricane and break anything i see and blow so hard.
I can shout so loud and hit myself several times and scare you to hell.
I sometimes let the winds cry out of me, but you won't let me cry the rain out of my.
Just let me cry, my winds want to have a break and take a breath.
They whistle inside of me.
Sometimes they sing to me.
Sometimes they can be a saint, so calm and peaceful, just what you need. sometimes so fresh and soothing...
Until i need to blow they can be fast and furious.
I can be innocent...
Then a angel with no feelings.
I sometimes need to blow away..
You trap me inside my own mistakes i try to learn.
You don't let me you only make me feel bad and humiliated.
You make me inside...
YOU MAKE ME BLOW...
I WANT TO FLY AWAY...
You won't let me leave.
SO I BLOW MY RAGING WINDS ALLOVER YOU!