Let them be like
clouds in the sky. Often admired
but all different to each its own.

I'd rather be the ugly
tornado in the sky, sucking
up everything like a vacuum

And destroying everything in
my path. Being able to
roam free and do as I
please. To let my rage get the
best of me, and having no
one to stop me.

I'd rather be feared
than admired by everyone.
To have people run away from me
in fear than say how beautiful
I look. To be wrecking peoples
houses, than shading them gratefully from the sun.

I'd rather make it hail,
than make it rain.
I could stand alone
and be strong. I'd rather
be the ugly tornado.