I am a person with a heart that is in need of mending, A person that feels weak and tends to fail when it comes to self-defending, But I can’t lie and say that I don’t have some good, Because when no one else would, I tried to help the frail Even if it turned me to become weakened and pale…
I always try to take one-step further, But to be honest, I am still a learner, I don’t know what I should be doing in this life, This era filled of darkness and strife.
A place where you can’t always think things through, Where not everything you’ve been told is true, But one can only try to change the outcome Because, before named victor, you’d have to run.