My father wasn't a great man
Although  I  saw  a  legend
I was his only son
Or  was  I  just  his  legacy
He never thought I was good enough
I  strive  not  for  me
I am the best at everything I do
Not  because  I  want  to  be
I am the best because of fear
The  fear
I do not sleep often
The  Moon  invites  Madness
He is gone and I am relieved
Or  am  I  missing  him
From days on I strive to be the best I can
Not for approval
I strive for the love she has given me
I strive to show the world I am not my father
I strive day to day, because I find it to be my place in this world
This world that seems to have no goal
I strive to prove I have a goal.