Slow down, you crazy childYou’re so ambitious for a juvenileBut then if you’re so smart, then tell meWhy are you still so afraid?
Still I Rise
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like…
Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone.For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,But has trouble enough of its own.Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the air.The echoes bound to a joyful sound,But shrink from voicing care. Rejoice, and men will seek you; Grieve,…