How I cry for days I have forgotten
For moments created and laughters shared

How I whine for the fallen and plead to the skies that I be the one who will be glorified not to be worshipped but to be the Shepard of a greater tomorrow

Time after time I take a walk thinking of a rhyme I know not where I left my pride not what makes me me but the pride of a lion the pride that lets my roar out my voice and motivates all those around me to hunt
I need to conquer my quest all so I can write about it and just be my best for life is just a test that no one knows  when it will be assessed

I know not where I’m heading
I know not what I’m doing
I know not what I deserve
I know I’m meant to be the best