I try so hard
I fight the darkness
Till it clears into clouds
Things are never perfect

I try to play my part
The rest of the crew just don't have it
That, that is required to live
The blood stain on my diamond

This one thing I desire
Should be there all the way
Steadily grows into dark attire
Clouds are having their way

The dream remains a priority
I feel it blossom within me
Hence,will fight till blows pity me,
Hold back to let me in

As I soar in victory
Might hold back a piece of me
Probably will wake out of that dream
And yet have a place to live in