Wednesday 1 May 2013

I touched a tiger


I remind you of when you were wrong
I’m not sure if I can forgive you
You don’t want to like me – but you do
It’s your indifference that made me strong
I touched a tiger when I was young
That’s what sets me apart
I go round with a damaged heart
Chaos is written on my tongue
The way you treated me was risible
Don’t use this counter, sit at the back
My struggles were all authentic
My scars are almost visible
I have the soulfulness that you lack
How real I am is just sick

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