I'm a person of many pieces by Rezalba, literature
Literature
I'm a person of many pieces
I'm a puzzle torn to pieces,
parts of me are everywhere.
Some are here,they won't leave my soul,
and some are there, on peoples' glares.
Ohh, Human! You weak creature!
With your glares you judge my being.
But you are a fool!
Don't you know,one piece of me is all I show?!
One is enough to keep you wonder,
Find the others if you dare.
And they glare...! In their eyes I'm incomplete!
I want that place where i can stand,
Alone in peace and quiet spot,
Where the sun warms my cheeks
and no person's foot sweeps.
I want to be in my own peace and place,
where my thoughts get up and dance,
Wiggle and twinkle in harmony,
then spit them on the paper along with my serenity.
That quiet place is all i need,
to sweep my humor off my feet.
I'm a person of many pieces by Rezalba, literature
Literature
I'm a person of many pieces
I'm a puzzle torn to pieces,
parts of me are everywhere.
Some are here,they won't leave my soul,
and some are there, on peoples' glares.
Ohh, Human! You weak creature!
With your glares you judge my being.
But you are a fool!
Don't you know,one piece of me is all I show?!
One is enough to keep you wonder,
Find the others if you dare.
And they glare...! In their eyes I'm incomplete!
I want that place where i can stand,
Alone in peace and quiet spot,
Where the sun warms my cheeks
and no person's foot sweeps.
I want to be in my own peace and place,
where my thoughts get up and dance,
Wiggle and twinkle in harmony,
then spit them on the paper along with my serenity.
That quiet place is all i need,
to sweep my humor off my feet.