Stars...Who Am I Suppose To Be?

Random words of my own wisdom.

Superstitious under the stars tonight
Dreaming dazily of the things I fear
Hoping someone behind the stars knows
That tonight I don't see things very clear.

I don't know the life I am meant to live
Or the person inside this tortured soul
Stars tell me who I'm suppose to be
What character should play the role?

I've been speaking different languages
To the strangers all around me
For they don't understand a word I've said
Stuck in their perfect lives, so dreamy.

I've kept my life hidden in the corner
No one understands the pain I suffer
Craming my world into a tiny jar
Making my emotions so much tougher.

Not being fazed by staring eyes all around
For they don't know the real me
Stars tell me who I'm suppose to be
Am I the angry Irishman or the sly gypsy?

I breath this air as millions do the same
But were all taking different breaths
Challenging our souls just about everyday
Dealing with millions of deaths.

So don't look me in the eye If your not ready
Because this soul is taking on the world,you see
I've been breathing so little, yet so much on this earth
Stars, tell me, who am I suppose to be?

Author's Note

BTW. I am half Irish and half gypsy. or at least that's what I was told...so that's why that's randomly in there.

Reviews

[Coyote]

you are who you is
we all have doubts
I guess like the rest of us you just need to find yourself

[bluessadmood]

Dreaming dazily of the things I fear
Hoping someone behind the stars knows
That tonight I don't see things very clear.
I don't know the life I am meant to live
Or the person inside this tortured soul
Stars tell me who I'm suppose to be
What character should play the role?
I've been speaking different languages
To the strangers all around me
For they don't understand a word I've said
Stuck in their perfect lives, so dreamy.

what a depressive write ..i can see a total loss of someone..he is lost in his own thoughts
someone trying desparately to find a hope.. a way out..but people just too busy to even care or look around to hear a cry or a whisper here and around
i can see someone in real pain..life has dealt with him in her most filthy way and left aside to suffer
i really do not know what to say..for i see no one around
oh life..how filthy you are..i always said the B***h you are
for thats definitely what you did..i understand you life so well
and i understand you dear so well..i am just way ..way ..away
to be of use..to be of any help..i wish i could be there to help..
wonderful..