Now sitting alone stareing at the wall,
Losing last hopes in this dark night fall.
Never noticed my efforts, only sucess they see,
Why do I struggle?that world don't deserve me.
Drying desert eyes searching for the reasons to cry,
Although it's useless, I always take trouble to try.
And then there's always a worthless fight,
But giving up? It'll be a clear defeat, right?
Even tiny bugs have great willpower you see,
Till the last moment they struggle to be set free.
Dying out from exhausting itself willingly,
Seeing them crumble I sigh unknowingly.
I Put on a fierce facade and end up in more pain,
They are watching all my efforts go down in vain.
Broken wings are on the verge of falling off,
Yet the stubborn legs can't seem to give up.
When they notice I cannot fly anymore,
Sneekrings heard all around in galore.
Laughing to my face, what gives you the right to be my judge?
Even after knowing that I am the type to lifelong hold any grudge.
The cruel audience that always watched me from close,
I set to rewrite my destiny in the blackning blood of those.
Let them witness the one they bullied for all those days,
That dark horse will always wins the final race.
By VIce