I'd like you to know, I had a dream.
I was falling, and my stomach had been pierced by this beam
Or, spike and it seemed like I had lost the will to fight
So I just kept falling.

On my way down I saw a lot of cool spots
and heard some peculiar sounds, and I couldn't speak
But my silence was loud
and when it's voice had reached it's peak
and started to weaken and my hearing slowly depleted
and my vision became blurred and conceited
selfishness overcoming helplessness,
I looked down at the twig lodged in my abdomen
tore it out with the utmost supreme confidence
and declared to the world
**I AM A FORCE TO BE RECKONED WITH,
AND I WILL DIE BEFORE I BECOME COMPLACENT!