I MAY BE BRUISED BUT I'M NOT BROKEN
“I feel I'm often misunderstood by critics. People project a lot or exaggerate the subjective fragility simply because it's frightening to them.”
- Mary Gaitskill
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BROKEN – RAY DAVIES
NOT BROKEN
A little flower was very curious
she felt that she was being fenced in
by a grey alternate world
where confusion reigned
and tore at her sweet heart
and time and time again
she let forgiveness lead her
through the fence in curiosity
and she was foolish
to let that world
cause her so much pain
and aim at her so much animosity
in her own little world the sun still shone
and all the other flowers
gathered around her;
made daisy chains
placed them in her plaited hair
and sang sweet soothing words
a lullaby of love and care
sunlight filtered through the grass
and lit up dew like precious jewels
her wounds ran deep
and left her tattered dress
still white but torn
but no-one saw this mess
all they saw when they looked at her
was the same little flower
they knew and loved
complex and often misunderstood
but as much a part of nature
as soft and gentle Summer showers
fragile as this flower is
inside her heart is warm and strong
and goodness shines from inside out
and radiates her whole life long
those cruel words written;
those harsh jibes spoken;
never will they harm her
she will and is protected always
by angels; and she's not broken.
Just a silly story about a little flower … ; 0)
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I MAY BE BRUISED BUT I'M NOT BROKEN
“I feel I'm often misunderstood by critics. People project a lot or exaggerate the subjective fragility simply because it's frightening to them.”
- Mary Gaitskill
Soundtrack : www.google.co.uk/?gws_rd=ssl#safe=active&q=ray+davies...
BROKEN – RAY DAVIES
NOT BROKEN
A little flower was very curious
she felt that she was being fenced in
by a grey alternate world
where confusion reigned
and tore at her sweet heart
and time and time again
she let forgiveness lead her
through the fence in curiosity
and she was foolish
to let that world
cause her so much pain
and aim at her so much animosity
in her own little world the sun still shone
and all the other flowers
gathered around her;
made daisy chains
placed them in her plaited hair
and sang sweet soothing words
a lullaby of love and care
sunlight filtered through the grass
and lit up dew like precious jewels
her wounds ran deep
and left her tattered dress
still white but torn
but no-one saw this mess
all they saw when they looked at her
was the same little flower
they knew and loved
complex and often misunderstood
but as much a part of nature
as soft and gentle Summer showers
fragile as this flower is
inside her heart is warm and strong
and goodness shines from inside out
and radiates her whole life long
those cruel words written;
those harsh jibes spoken;
never will they harm her
she will and is protected always
by angels; and she's not broken.
Just a silly story about a little flower … ; 0)
- AP - Copyright © remains with and is the intellectual property of the author
Copyright © protected image please do not reproduce without permission