Black Crow Roar Me Your Song
Should I fly? Should i soar?
This bird stays caged no more
Like a phoenix, a fire lays dormant inside
Notes running frantically, jumbled up in my mind
Be a man be strong, tough to the core
This bird no longer tweets, I’m ready to roar
The songs yearn, anxious to fly free off my tongue
To venture pass the sky, maybe past the sun
Am I ready to show them, the passion of my heart?
What song should I sing? Just where should I start?
As long as I’m myself, and I let them all see
The truth in my eyes, that explains the real me
This just might work; give it all that I have
But wait there’s an issue, the reason im sad
I don’t fit the image, the status quo
But my body is here, with nowhere to go
If I lose the weight, will it change anything?
Why must I transform in order to sing?
You know what; forget them and what they all say
All that matters is my happiness at the end of the day
Like a crow, I’m an outcast but I still survive
When I sing I finally know, what it means to be alive
I’ve decided, it’s my life, I say what’s right and what’s wrong
It’s time for your close up, Black crow roar me your song