You can tear me down
You can hurt me
You can rip my gown, you can steal my crown.
But I will rise
I will rise from the ground
Like a skyscraper
You think I’m lost, but I found
That I’m not alone
I walk this long dreary path
Looking for a reason to exist
You hurt me and I’m scared to face your wrath
a reason to fear you
a reason to fear you
Catching tear drops in my hand
I realize that I’m no longer afraid
I’m a skyscraper, you wouldn’t understand
For you never cared about me.
I will rise
Go on and try to tear me down
But I will be risen to the skies
Like a skyscraper

I really liked how you set a scene that I could picture in my head. There really is not anything major that needs work, considering it is a poem. How you explained in detail was very well.
ReplyDelete