I seek destruction,
It is the broken hearts,
Of the girls,
I break.
I seek rain,
It is the tears,
That leak from the eyes,
Of the girls,
I break.
I seek wind,
It is the blow they take,
Those girls,
I break.
I seek anger, sadness, depression,
For it keeps my ego alive,
Because when those girls,
I break,
Cry,
I get stronger.
But a Hurricane is always followed closely by help
And when I strike,
I strike powerfully,
But when I’m gone,
The help can’t attack.
But one day,
I was overcome,
When I had no destruction, rain and wind
No anger sadness and depression,
And slowly died,
Like a hurricane reaching its end.
I will not be that person,
Not anymore,
I won’t break girls,
I will fight for them,
Because I have learned,
That destruction and rain and wind make me feel powerful
But sun, heat and warmth make me feel complete.