Bombard my decisions with a plethora of ifs,
But they , my friend, are the reasons i bliss;
Punch me in the face for the exaggerating style,
And I shall burn you, with a wicked ****** smile;
Put out the force and break the tweaking spine,
Passion lifts me up, like a rusty old wine;
Trap me in and build up the walls,
Spirit doesn't linger, it flies above them all;
Burn me up, put me on fire,
But that doesn't even match the heat of my desires;
Estimate bu size and i might seem timid,
But the courage,my pals, is up over your limit.
Let go the prophecies, plan out a rehabilitation,
Any obstacles i face are destined to annihilation.
Mock at my ideals, strike me down as lame,
Fight goes on, the eyes fixed on aim.
Pull out the calculators, try computing gain,
Money never mattered, Just Remember the Name.