I was born to be tested
by a world so unkind
My greatest efforts bested
all my victories fought blind
I am weak and tired
in the midst of this battle I find
All my bullets now fired
and my pain now binds
These moments together
I can't look behind
Or confirm whether
this is all in my mind
Or is the war in everything
it continues to remind
My life hangs by a string
and I am inclined
To keep the thread whole
to manipulate the twine
I know the goal
and the glory is mine
Dec 14, 2025
Dec 14, 2025 at 9:42 AM UTC
I was born to be tested
by a world so unkind
My greatest efforts bested
all my victories fought blind
I am weak and tired
in the midst of this battle I find
All my bullets now fired
and my pain now binds
These moments together
I can't look behind
Or confirm whether
this is all in my mind
Or is the war in everything
it continues to remind
My life hangs by a string
and I am inclined
To keep the thread whole
to manipulate the twine
I know the goal
and the glory is mine
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