Knowing

Open Your eyes

Run Run Run

Don't look back 

Don't trip

They'll get to you 

They're so close

Don't look at them

They'll eat through your brain

By their murmuring

Their voices are crippling

They're speaking in my head

Cover your ears

Run Run Run

Do not listen

I can't

They're speaking in my head

COVER YOUR EARS!

Run

I'm down on the ground

Bent over

Clutching to my knees

As if they'll run away

As if they'll leave me

This hissing sound and those murmurs

They're carving in my tender flesh

As if it was a grave stone

Am I really dead

Could this really be the end

These are the voices of the people

Crying over me!

Is it really that I'm dead

Or is it only my head

Playing its games

The voices stop

The lights go off

My eyes close while they're still open

It's now so cold

It's now so dark

I'm now so alone, not knowing

If it has all been my head

Or I've been dead all along

Fumed

Cigarette fumes

Cloaking my sight

I’m breathing in the smoke

My lungs are overfilled with nicotine

I’m craving more

I’m losing it

My head is turning over

Euphoria

Kicking in

I’m stoned

I’m bleeding

I’m hurt

I’m cutting myself

Over and over

I’m feeling triumphant

I’m losing it

My head is turning over

As my eyes get dilated

And my lungs get stroked

And my feet lose control

Slipping from over the edge

Into a rocky hole

Taking out my lousy breathes

And my desperate attempts

To feel alive

Getting Back at You

Old co-operative work with Al-Moatasem Bellah Mohamed

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This battle is over even before it starts...

I'm the mother fucken master of the broken hearts...

I simply broke yours into tiny small shards...

What the hell have you got to say to someone with whom you fell in love?

Fix up your shit! your love to me is nothing but a big fucken mess!

I do love you, but not in the same way you do!

And every time I try to tell, you keep looking blue!

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You think you're mister sexy

Oh God, you're such a fool!

Maybe you're so good at rhyming

But I'm also good with words

My mistake is that I'm impulsive

But I'll be saying "What The Heck!!!"

I don't care about anything

I only care for myself

I was attracted to your distortion and I forgot...

I have myself to think about!

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I don't just think, I actually know...

Your mind is full, and rather slow!

Call me a fool, maybe, but just remember who's in command..

I'm stripping the ground from the place where you stand!

Get me a word! and I'll get you a hundred million...

Or maybe, just maybe, I'll let you choose some of my billion!

How come you tell me you think only about yourself?

While my picture is hanging out of your fucken shelf!

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So that's how it's going to be;

Me scorning you and you scorning me

Do you think it's even manly!

Just remember, it's not my fuckin' fault

That you're so irritating that you blow my mind

I actually sometimes hate you, every once and a while

Fetch me your millions, billions, even trillions

And strip the ground from under my feet

I'll dazzle you with how much I can stay stable

Because survival in me is what my words feed on

Oh, I forgot to say, 

I have no shelves to hang any crap on!

And if with my shelf you mean my heart then you're once again a fool!

Because my heart is locked right now and the key only my mind beholds!

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Okay! now I'm gonna abandon the rhyme just for you,

Want a battle of words? Bring it on! And prepare for an ass being whipped...

It wouldn't be a battle if it's only from my side!

Don't talk shit!! You wanted this as well, so wrong?! It's not my fucken fault, and never will

Women keep saying a lot of shit, but the hugest pile of shit is when they're talking about men.

I'm a man enough to say that I've seen more than you did!

And all you have seen so far, compared to me, is only rubbish!

Making people angry is one of my best qualities...

Lie to yourself and say you hate me! 'cause not a million "I hate you" would change a fact!

Just tell me one good Goddamn thing I don't know about myself!

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So now my words are full of shit and all I say are lies

In all cases I got your point, it was such a nice surprise.

You wanted victory, I'm giving you victory

And your trophy myself will buy

And wrapped in satin it will be

With a note saying "congratulations on your ultimate win against me"

Now I wish you're happy, because I am!

After all, I've seen your true face and for that I'm glad.

And I'm sorry that for me you left your rhyme

It sounded good in deed, I was dazzled by the style!!!

Once Upon a Dream

I know you

I walked with you once upon a dream

You broke me

And I kept stumbling over my steps ever since

I know you

I was always captured by your murdering charm

You poked my eyes

And I followed you blindly ever since

I was attached to you by strings

A net you weaved to keep me entrapped

Yet you always pushed me away

Until its steel cut through me

You pushed me in as you pushed me out

Again and again I’m lured into your den

I’m then broken and done

As you’re gone

A year passes

I walk with you once upon a dream

I know you

It’s only my head playing its themes

I pick up the phone,

Hello…

I know you

But still you don’t know me

All comes rushing back to the surface

My wreckage is again everywhere to be found

My blood is running rivers from my salted wounds

You murder me once more

I know you

I walked with you once upon a nightmare

And every time I recover

I only have my memories to remind me of your terrors

Ring

I had a gold ring

Mine

Given to me by my mom

And her mom before her

A legacy

I had a gold ring

Mine

I never took it off

Until you came in

A tragedy

I had it on my finger

Always and forever

It glistened at night 

And shined at day

Wondrously

You came in 

Another ring came in

I thought it was mine

I took off my legacy

Another tragedy

A few months later

Your ring is not shining

Your ring is not glistening

It’s dim

You dimmed my fire

Its brightness wore off

It became so wide

It is not fitting me

It used to

But it just doesn’t anymore

You took off

You left

Your ring fell off on its own

It is not fitting any longer

Despite my trials to make it fit

Now I bought me a new ring

A ring that fits me perfectly

Yours was too wide

I just didn’t see through its tightness

My mother’s is too legendary as well

Now I bought myself a new ring

A ring that shines at day as I smile when I wake up

And cries with me at night when I am sitting alone in the balcony 

Crying over the ring that I thought would fit me perfectly 

But didn’t

Now I got me a new ring

A ring that fits my life perfectly

Wrapped around my finger

Always and forever

With a lesson carved on its inside

Never to be taken off

Even if another perfect ring arrives

I Can See the Black Within the Rainbow Colours

Co-writter: Rou'a Nafea (my Twisted Sister)

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I can see the black within the rainbow colours
This brightness is so dark and stressful
These colourful splashes are gashes, running deep in me
My emotions are running rivers of desolation
Drowning the air bubbles that strive to survive

I can see the black within the rainbow colours
I can see all the sad parts in the lives around me
I can see death within the life you’re leading
And the pain in your luring laughter
Yet I can manage to look past all the appearances
Reaching deep within the heart and soul of the universe
I’m a superhuman, and my superpower is restoring me to life.

I can see the black within the rainbow colours
I can feel the sun rays as rain of hail breaking my head open
Crushing me over
This light is burdening me
It’s crippling me, hindering my growth
Shoving my screams down my bleeding throat
I’m choking

I can see all the black within these “happy” colours
I can see bloodshed in the red
Envy in the green 
And sickly paleness in the yellow
I can only see the death in each story
My heart isn’t beating for life,
It’s beating to reach its final destination.

I can see the black within the rainbow colours
And it’s hurting me not to see the happy polka dots
It’s hurting me not to see the smiles and triumphs
The moon shine is now a meteor shower over my devastated soul

I am glad.
I like my superpower.
It gives me perspective in all this tragedy
It helps me thrive and survive in the face of death;
It tramples death.

When you embrace the pain, hurt, tragedy and desolation,
You get a chance at viewing them as adventures.
Death is not the end. Tragedy is not the beginning
The final destination isn’t the final destiny
And destiny is not all there is…

If I can see black in rainbow colours
I can freaking see whatever I want, wherever I want
I make of my life what I want and wish for
This is my superpower!
I am uncontrollable, unstoppable
I am GLORIOUS in my ruthlessness…

I can see the euphoric, triumphant black within all of these depressing colours
It’s the only consolation there is for me
I can see the light I would ever dream of
In a sea of nightmares, solacing my transcendental journey

You can see the light of your dreams
You can see the light at the end of your dismal tunnel
You can see the lantern I am holding out to you
I am with you in the dismal tunnel
And I am waiting on you in the light on the other side…
We have adventures to seek and lives to discover

Mirror

You were right here all along

You’re my mirror, staring back at me

Turning me into stone by your crying eyes

With that saline of yours falling off like acid drops

Burning my heart, as it is burning yours

Those tears tearing me up

Cutting deep through

Those love bullets piercing my skin

Those passion needles settling in

This potion frying up my veins

As your words cut deep through

You cut me deep inside only to sew me back up

And still when I look in the mirror

I see you were here all along

You’re my mirror, staring back at me

And that pain of yours is only easy

It is only one life to live and one love to give

And one chance to make all wrong things right

So when I’m here, backing up your heart

Love me like you do and touch me like you do

What are you waiting for?

Be my mirror, as you were always here all along

Staring back at me, never let me go

Featuring lines from songs

1. Mirrors, Justin Timberlake
2. No Way Out, Rie Sinclair

3. Only One, Alex Band

4. Love me Like you do, Ellie Goulding

No Other Girl

I am the only girl there is

Can you hear me, I am the only one

There is no other girl

There is no other hug

There is no other passion but me

Can you hear me,

It is only me!

I am the only one

Loved, exploited,

Damaged

He called me yesterday

When he was about to die

When he was breathless

And he said he loved me

He said it

Only to me

There is no other girl

Loving him as the fish love the salty water of the ocean

There is no other girl

Missing him as the sun misses the moon light shining

There is no other girl

Taking him away from the only love he has

There is no other girl whom he told

“I am in love with you, keep me enclosed in your heart, and when I am away just remember my voice cutting through you deep, and crushing your soul saying that you’re the only one for me, you’re the only woman I love”

There is no other girl

But a phantom seeping into our lives

Like smoke

Blurring our vision

There is no other girl

There is only one

There is only me

The love I will never be

Skin

Won’t you tell me about your story?

The story behind that skin of yours

So thin and pale

Your veins, protruding

Transparent that your flesh shows

I can see through your skin

Hollow figure

Hollow eyes

Still glistening

Shadows arising

Feeding on whatever they can find

Won’t you tell me about your story?

And the way you rub your arms?

The way you hug yourself so tight,

Feeling your body, crushed!

Your windows are hollow

Your corpse is hollow

Your soul is hollow

And that glisten died

Before the shadows there was life

And skin so thick that endured a lot

But look what you ended up like…

A beautiful face with an empty smile

Twenty three year old and done with life

It’s been so long that I lost my path

And my skin, too thick grew too thin

That it left me exposed till when I die

Although I feel already dead

Others say otherwise

It is over now, it was over then

This skin is swarming with lies

Egg

So thin

I can see through your skin

Scared

Those violent shivers

Those beats in your veins

Delicate!

Now you move around,

Turning

Your trembling eyes meet mine

I can see through your eyes

Thinner

Grows your skin

Your heartbeats

Cramp!

Your light

So bright

It glows!

Your movements crash

This eggshell of yours

Keeping me an outsider

While I can see through you

It’s me you can’t see

My palms hold you tight

Enclosing you so strong that you’d crash

My love transmitted

Through the heartbeats in my hands

Your glow grows louder

Brighter

Echoing our silence

Then slowly fades

Like a burning sun at noon

Slowly kisses the ground at dusk

You melt in me

Within me

I grow brighter

Your light is now me

Your shivering veins and trembling eyes

Unite with mine

You’re my soul afraid to alone arise

And I’m your shell, steady and wild

A fierce woman we together form

A warrior and her dragon

Vision

I met you in a dream of mine,

In another time

When I was pious

When I was sweet

Filled with hopes of another me

I met you when I was another me

A woman, beautifully written

I met you in a vision

A beautiful man, a tender man

Like the woman I was written

I sunk in your hug

Got drunk over your angelic voice

And dreamt over your poetic eyes

That carried nothing but love

I met you when I still had hopes

Of being pious and righteous

Because, you see, I am not that woman

Written when I saw my vision

If only sins reflect on that flesh,

Desiccating and foul

You would have known what I meant,

Bestowing me with a sweet, cruel vision

I want to meet you in none of my dreams

When I am not a woman beautifully written

When I am a sinner and foul

With skin falling and treacherous

I want to meet you in none of my dreams

When you’re not so perfectly composed

When you’re not so vision like,

And you get sucked out of my memory 

As I accidently open my eyes

I want you to feel my imperfect skin

And see those scars, hidden

And love them as you loved my perfect version

I want to meet you in none of my dreams

Where I can see you, truly

With a beard untrimmed
And angry eyes, tired

And white hairs along those beautiful browns

With a hug still so big that I can sink in my burdens and my sins

I want to meet you in none of my dreams

Where I can love you as that perfectly written woman did

Where I can love you deeply and desperately

Where we both are so imperfect 

But as perfect as a vision could be

I want us to meet in none of our dreams

Because as I dream of you, I’m sure that you dream of me

Despite that you never met me

مرض

قابلتُكَ في حياةٍ آخرى

عمرٍ آخر

كنتُ قد تمنيتُ حبً كالذي وعدتني بِه

كنتُ قد حلمتُ بشخصٍ كالذي ارتسَمتُه لي

احببتُكَ بعد عناءِ المقاومة

احببتُكَ بعد ان رايت فيك الاصرار على حبي

كما كنت...صغيرة...ضيقة الافق...الواسع

بدأتُ مرحلةٍ آخرى

عمرٍ آخر

بدأت تلك الصورة في التواري

بدأ ذلك القناع يتفتت

بدأ يسقط

قطعة تليها مثيلتها

موقف يعلوه الآخر

و حبك يذبل بداخلي

مرحلة آخرى

طردتك فيها من كياني

تخلصت فيها منك

مثلما يتخلص الجسد من المخدر الذي اعتاد عليه

توسعت مداركي

رأيت الصورة كاملة

رأيت Mr. Grey الذي كان قامع بقصتنا

ذلك القبح الكمين في الابتسامة البريئة

القاتمة، القابضة، الكاذبة، القاتلة

مرحلة آخرى

يبحث فيها جسدي المتهالك عن علاج

و روحي المنكسرة عن خلاص

دواء من سمك المتغلغل في ذرات دمي

كنت كالكيميرا

قد تغذيت على كل ما هو صالح

و افسدت كل ما هو فتري و سليم

تعافيت

و جسدي تعلم التفرقة بين المرض و الصحة

و روحي قد لملمت اشلائها المبعثرة

في فتات قنبلتك الموقوتة التي كنت قد زرعتها بداخلي

ثم اتدارئت منها

اصبحت صلبة

كبرت

شفيت من ندوبك و اكاذيبك اللذيذة، المسمومة

مرحلة جديدة

رأيتني ابحث فيها عن حياتي القادمة

رأيتني قد بدأت الحلم من جديد

بعد ان دفنت كابوسك و أخذت غيه التعازي

رأيت ان الطفلة عادت من جديد

كبرت انا

و لكن الطفلة بداخلي مازالت موجودة

هي الاخرى قد تعافت من وعودك المعسولة

سعيدة انا بحياتي من بعد التخلص منك

من بعد تعافي من هذه الحمى التي امرضتني بها

كنت تحاول العودة مرارا

و لكن كانت كرات دمي قد تعرفت على فيروسك

فاحطاطت منك

كنت تحاول بخ سمك في دمي مرة آخرى

و لكني كنت قوية

بالرغم من كوني مازلت في فترة النقاهة

انتهت الفترة

و عدت كسابق عهدي

و افضل

و ازداد اصرارك على العودة لي

لماذا تريد ان تعود لي؟

لماذا تريد مني ان اطلق العنان ل Mr. Hyde خاصتي؟

اتريد ان تخلق مني نسخة عنك؟

انا لا اتمثل كشخص آخر

ليس لدي اقنعة

فهي خانقة

و انا محبة للحياة

محبة للالوان و السماء و الحرية

و خلاياي تعرفت عليك

و كرات دمي البيضاء باتت تحمل مضادها منك

فلا تراوغ

مرحلة حالية

اكتب انا فيها و انت تقرأ بغضب

لطالما احببت كتاباتي و لطالما جعلتك تغضب

اتخلص فيها تماما من اي اثر لك في مجاري عروقي

اطردك فيها تماما مني

و اكتبها لك بالعربية مثلما طلبت

حتى لا يكون هناك مجالا للعودة او لاعادة الصياغة

اكتبها لك بالعربية

حتى لا ترى فيها تكبر او استعلاء

تخلص مني، مثلما تخلصت انا منك

ربما كنت انا ايضا مرضا بالنسبة لك

ربما لا تستطيع ايجاد دواء مني

ادعوا الله ان يخلصك مني و يشفيك من هذه الحمى

مثلما دعوت انا الله و استجاب لدعائي

ربما انت الآخر مريض

و لكنك مازلت على غير دراية بالمرض

انا قد شوفيت و لا انوي العودة

فمرضك فسينهشك وحدك

لانني لست بشخص مستعد للمشاركة

Paradoxes

A page folded

A word skipped

A book read

Unread

A tree with branches bent

Then stretched and spread

Still rooted to the ground

Stuck

Black roses’ petals falling

Dying

Dissolved in its soil

Born

Anger

As much as love travelling

Deep down in my veins

Blossoms

A heart beat

Rage

Pumps of hate

Explode

A story

A boy, a girl, nothing!

A relation, desolation

Nothing

Vows made

Vows broken

Vows flying

In the open air

A story

An ending

A girl, a boy, nothing!

She, standing

He, kneeling

She, walking away

He, crumbling

She, 

A beat of hatred

Eyes of red revenge

He, 

A scared child, twisting

At the punishment coming ahead

Black roses’ petals 

Dying

Pumps of hate explode

Rage

Creeping in their veins

Another story, unfolded

Lantern’s Flare (Demons of The Night XI)

A quick glare

A slight glimpse of white light

A flash 

Swift and graceful

A little lamp swinging

A wooden, ancient lantern

Hush, hush, he’s coming

Jump into the waters, 

HIDE!

A young man walks by the evils lurking within

A tree

Standing alone 

Roots swarming deep down

Feeding on green men

Dead

A glance

A flare 

A tail jumping in the air

The baffled man approaches the edge

Slowly

The roots keep stretching in 

The lantern swinging

The light colors the dark, greenish waters

A wondrous creature emerges

They are hiding, 

Eavesdropping

Beneath the graves

Waiting

A new victim

A new kill

“Your lantern is wondrous”

“Your locks are bewildering”

She jumps, flies, flares 

Fire work of art she creates

Far away she swims

And down his feet she emerges

He leans

The lantern rests on its feet

Their eyes travel to Venus

And travel back

A dream promised

Ripped off

Roots swarming

Branches growing

Intertwining

Black roses bloom

Then fall to the waters…

Poison!

Eyes of innocence

Dreams of salvation, 

Of legs wide spread

Of trees climbed 

And sand tickling baby toes 

Newly grown, soft and tender

Pink as cats’ paws

A sting

A prickle

A scream of treachery

Her locks falling 

Endlessly!

The roots rolling back

The branches growing longer!

The water disturbed and angry

Her skin falling

Non-stop!

The tip where she emerged

Piling over her bones

Her skull protruding

Like those of men she killed

The "puzzled" man stands

The lantern swings away

The light goes off

A different ending for their day!

Her friends grunting

At him walking with his crime

Hoping there could have been another ending

For their dreams they saw die

They thought they would grow legs

As "true love" comes by

But alas!

She only died!

Simple Acts of Happiness

Walk on the shore of a clear, glossy sea

Hear the splashes of the waves

As they make love to the wet, euphoric sand

See the white, triumphant foam

Kissing the yellow grains

Showering it with gifts,

A world of wondrous creatures

Lie down on the wet sand

While listening to your favorite music

Getting soaked in the joyful tears

Of the shore getting bestowed

By love and tenderness

From its hungry lover

Open up your arms to the festive wind

Embrace its happiness in you

Rush yourself into its hug,

Its invisible arms endowing you with love

Enclosing you in it

Be happy as the waves make sweet, sweet love

To the soft, glittering grains

Be happy when the wind whistles

Celebrating their mating

Be happy when the sun says goodbye

To its victorious children

Be happy as you stand witnessing

A world of wondrous creatures

Lingering

Red roses growing vigorously

Spikes growing around them

Long, strong, green stems

Strangling them

Wide petals of red roses

Bloody roses

Falling by the walls

Withering 

Those shadows

Lingering

Like pain creeping

Underneath the skin

Those leeches

Crawling in the tight folds

Of a red rose

Dying

These thoughts

Shattered by force

Brought down by anguish

Fighting fiercely

One word left unsaid

One word left to be said

As the roses wither

And the thoughts thrive in death

One more roll in the deep 

One more glow of fire in these veins 

On more glaze of agony

One more wolf born 

In the screams of the silent dark night

One more rose falling

One more leech crawling

And one more thought being born

To the wolves lingering in the green stems 

Strangling the blooming roses, striking them dead

لتظلي هكذا

يا من اذا تحدثت، غردت على نغمات صوتك عصافير الكناري

احببت شِعرِك يا مليكتي، و حبات الؤلؤ المتدلية من حديثكِ الجذاب

اُغرِمت بكِ، لا اعلم كيف، لا اعلم اين، و لكني فعلت

اريد فقط الانصات الى غنائكِ الرنان

اريد فقط الاستمتاع برؤياكِ تدندنين ترانيم عِشقكِ، صلواتُكِ، و ابتهلاتكِ  

فإني ارى هالة نور قد احاطت حولك و حنين لشوق مفقود

اري فيكِ الحب الذي طالما تمنيته و طمأنينة في لمعان شجن عينيكِ

ارى هذا الحزن يصطحبه ابتسامة امل

ارى فيك قوة لطالما تمنيت امتلاك مثلها

فانتِ يا معشوقتي تجسدين بجمالِك سحر قد اسرني

و في شِعرِك جراءة ولهفة تجاه تجربة حب جديدة، امل جديد، حياة جديدة

تضيفين اليها من روحك الحالمة، المنطلقة، المنيرة 

يا من اذا تحدثت، تراقصت على نغمات شِعرك زهور النرجس البري

وتمايلت لها زهور الزنبق بلونها الابيض الخاطف.

انتِ تضيفين الحياة لكل ما حولك،

تُجنين الامل من بسمات روحكِ الشغوف

فرجاء يا آنستي ان تظلي هكذا، فلا تلوثك خطايا البشر.

فلتظلي هكذا، تضيئين بسنان عمرك البسمةعلى هذا الكون البائس

فلتظلي كما عشقتكِ، كما اسرتني يا جميلتي

فليتدلى من حديثك الرنان حبات الؤلؤ المتداخلة بتناغم مع سنان ضوئكِ

حبات الؤلؤ المتساقطة من سلاسل شَعرِك السوداء اللامعة

يا من اذا تحدثت غرقت في عشقك من جديد

فلتظلي هكذا بريئة، مضيئة، مفعمة بالحب للحياة

Truths Men Lie

.قلت لها انا احبك للابد، قالت احبني الكثير من الرجال"

.قلت لها انت تاج لرأسي، قالت ملك بلا ملك و لا مال

.قلت لها انت ملهمتي و فني، قالت ما من جمال يفوق جمالي

"...فتركتها بين الغرور و الوهم لحالها و دعوت ربي ان يبقى حالي كما حالي

فتارين_فرقة مدينة مع هاني عادل

It’s not about being proud.

It’s not about being assured that you’re in love with me.

It’s neither about ego!

It’s only about being happy with my life that way;

Man-less, with no expectations and no care,

With no shame, no guilt, no blame,

No love, no sorrow, no loveless nights of pain

Because you see, I’ve been through it all!

I’ve been in love, I’ve been loved 

And I’ve been so hurt;

Cut so deep that my wounds wouldn’t heal 

But now I’m over it!

It’s not about ego, nor about pride.

It’s all about self- preservation and elegance!

It is all about vengeance

Because you see, I’ve been broken so many times!

I’ve been broken each by a man

One just like you!

A man accusing me of being a hard, cold stone!

A loveless creature, with no emotions!

A man just like you!

A man who pushes to the end and makes me feel so cruel!

A man who makes me sympathetic that I even fall for him!

I even fall for him that it shows that I’m too vulnerable, too weak!

It shows so much that he thrives, then snaps, 

Then he breaks whatever is left of me!

You’re no different to him!

You’re just a man, 

Another man who seems too innocent, too clear!

A man who will push me to the end,

Make me feel something again!

Then you’ll thrive, then you’ll snap, then you’ll break me!

Then you’ll run again!

Just like any other man for whom I’ve fell in love…

You’ll feel that you’ve won over me,

As if we were in a game

And the survival is for whoever stands taller,

Whoever stands longer!

You’ll feel like you’ve won

Your battle against me!

I’m no battle to be won

I’m no trophy to be owned

I’m a number of complexities piling up,

A number of contradicting emotion,

Wrestling each other not to fall apart!

A pile of ashes crumbling to the wind!

A sophisticated structure that bewilders you immensely!

It is not about ego.
It is not about pride.
It’s about being enshrined
From the truths that men lie!

"This is what makes us girls

We don't stick together and we put our love first

Something that we'd die for, it's our curse

Don't cry about it, It's all gonna happen"

This What Makes Us Girls_Lana Del Rey