Trying to figure a way out of this abyss
It seems that everything is now turning into a mess…
Times were tougher before
This time I can’t face it any more….
Looking at the sun shine every morning
Just can’t help my self thinking
How to end this bloody bore….
Because not now it suffocates, hurts even more…
Losing each breathe every moment,
Becoming weaker every second
Having the odds against me one more time
I love to race against them even when everybody is against me, even mine
Lemme put the pen down now and pick up the sword,
The battle might not be mine, but sure is the war!!!
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