Poems from Strophaeta
It's time to wake up so that we can shake up
The bonds that bind us and the cloth that hides us
Time to take a stand, time to make demands...
I left my house, a night, now long past
To find myself, out of control, far too fast
I wandered the path, tired and alone
Searching far...
On the late November wind
Came he, with heart on hold
Unaware of the ties that bind
In the late November cold.
He came a burble, she...
I am the greatest actress
I sit at my desk
I am a face of happiness
When inside I am crying
I am the greatest actress
I am a normal...