Tell them
Tell them before I go, that I was here and lived.
In the eyes of many lovers, in the corners of a stranger.
Tell them I danced in the rain and laugh so hard with a purple haze.
Tell them I was free, the chains conducted me to lonesome, I was created to fly with my own will.
Tell them I loved, hated, all the emotions, I experienced heaven and got lost in the hell of corruptions.
Tell them I manage the odds of my own silly spirits, I was me and me only, with no wonders to deduct on the hands of pure starved nation.
Tell them that I break the rules, that I created my world, that nobody was silenced, that I was true.
Tell them, go ahead and tell them, your version of what you thought I was, but this I tell you though, nobody will believe your fake words.
