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I am a fire
that burns like desire
Never ending is my flame
When everyone else seems to complain
I have a way of leaving this stain
I am a mess
this I confess
A bit compulsive
A bit explosive
A bit too devoted
A bit outspoken
And I just don't give a fuck
Throwing caution to the wind here
With nothing to fear
Take it or leave it
Live or watch others live for you
I am who I am
Not good enough?
Just not sure?
I don't have time to waste
My boots are thick with dirt
This earth I have walked has taught me much
I am about to put it all to use
The good in me
I hope you see
She wears passion like its fashion
No need for a caption
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Did you mean flame instead of fame in the third line???, As I read your lines ~ the rhyme scheme starts off and fades into a freestyle mode - back to rhyme... I would say this was written more for spoken verse and the lines would have more depth... A little clarity would make this solid...
Love the anger....
I'm not sure if I'm allowed to put this but to me it almost sounds like someone on a coke binge...the power and the rant like flow...
