You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may **** me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

You know what!
at times
I envy the people who don't have strong deep feelings racing around their heart 24/7 !

you know why?!?!

cause it feel like a curse.

it feels exhausting caring about so much all the time
feeling so many emotions in one day,
that you start to go numb.

I envy you people who are able to have a quiet mind.
Who are able to silence all the racing thoughts.
Who aren't able to feel all the possible crazy emotions.

At times I Envy you people.
Because then you are able to get a good nights rest
and are able to get out of bed happy in the morning.

Because, you people don't tend to ball your eyes out
when trying to drive home.
You people don't cry about all your worries, fears, and frustrations,
or when you hear a song or a certain set of chords that make tears roll down you face.

I Envy you!
Because at times,
I feel cursed,
I feel broken, lost, and stuck in these emotions.

But then there are the times,
were this curse of mine,
feels like a blessing.

Because, when I my heart feels all the different shades of the color; happy.
I feel weightless, infinite, lively.
so alive, my heart feels like its sparkling through my eyes.
like I'm on cloud nine.

And this is when my curse of emotions
feels like a blessing

b.v.r

Life is just an addiction waiting to fade away
But while you've got the time
Let it free your mind
Even if it kills you someday

Today is just a day waiting to disappear
And though it's piling on
Soon, it will be gone
Just another wrinkle in your mirror

Tomorrow's just another stop along the road
A quiet little town
Or heaven coming down
Or somewhere you've never known

Death is just a final chord ringing out
Drifting into applause
For what is and what was
Something to never cry about