Who am i?

a lot of things left silent..
wonder why this always happens
i may be whiny, i may be childish,
maybe immature, maybe insane..

conquer the world every move endured..

Run wild through the fucking streets..
And I can't cry another tear..

Am I a little fucker?
a dumb ass?
an anonymous girl?
the beast hidden in shadows?
a field of black lilies and sorrow?

I'm nobody..