Still I Rise
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened por my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I urso in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
Sorry i havnt been around
things have just poped up
But now i relize my friendship on here
Is the thing that saved me all along
I owe it all to you
For being there for me
As all as your around
I think ill be happy from now on
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened por my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I urso in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
Sorry i havnt been around
things have just poped up
But now i relize my friendship on here
Is the thing that saved me all along
I owe it all to you
For being there for me
As all as your around
I think ill be happy from now on
Dear Self
What if you don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last dia on this earth?
What if that two minuto conversation you had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time you ever spoke to her?
What if you never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile or talk to him ever again?
What if you later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would you be proud of the life you have lived?
Will you regret something that you did or did not say?
Would you be proud of how people would remember you?
Would you regret not taking mais chances, or not telling him what you really feel for him?
I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My coração racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..
What if you don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last dia on this earth?
What if that two minuto conversation you had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time you ever spoke to her?
What if you never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile or talk to him ever again?
What if you later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would you be proud of the life you have lived?
Will you regret something that you did or did not say?
Would you be proud of how people would remember you?
Would you regret not taking mais chances, or not telling him what you really feel for him?
I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My coração racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..
