Oh! Poor Me!
I refused to be an idol of clay; too easy it felt as they say.
I chose to be made with iron; not so pretty if you look that way!
"I am very stubborn” - I am told a thousand times. But what choice I had?
To mould myself you wanted me to be or to fight to be the way I am!
I don’t mind the hammers and the pain; it’s the heat which melts me away!
I compose myself too soon again; let it cool and I’ll be myself again.
I don’t miss the curves or the shine; being strong is the biggest strength of mine!
However, all the good deals come with a price and a fear to rust isn’t that nice!
So, I try to stay away from tears; but that doesn’t mean I have no fears!
When I look at the ones which are made of clay; they look so nice, they seem too gay!
Then I find some of them fallen on the floor and some drowned near the shore!
It doesn’t take me time to realize; maybe it’s hard but it is also wise.
I prepare myself to face another slam; I open my eyes and look up again!
I face every challenge and I look up again!
Oh! Poor Me!
I refused to be an idol of clay; too easy it felt as they say.
I chose to be made with iron; not so pretty if you look that way!
"I am very stubborn” - I am told a thousand times. But what choice I had?
To mould myself you wanted me to be or to fight to be the way I am!
I don’t mind the hammers and the pain; it’s the heat which melts me away!
I compose myself too soon again; let it cool and I’ll be myself again.
I don’t miss the curves or the shine; being strong is the biggest strength of mine!
However, all the good deals come with a price and a fear to rust isn’t that nice!
So, I try to stay away from tears; but that doesn’t mean I have no fears!
When I look at the ones which are made of clay; they look so nice, they seem too gay!
Then I find some of them fallen on the floor and some drowned near the shore!
It doesn’t take me time to realize; maybe it’s hard but it is also wise.
I prepare myself to face another slam; I open my eyes and look up again!
I face every challenge and I look up again!