Sadness turns to anger
Anger turns to spite
Spite turns into bitterness
And now I'm looking for a fight
Locked inside my head
Where I walk in endless night
Where mistakes with faces laugh at me
Because nothing I do is right
I'm sick of all the violence
But 'Fight on' is all I know
Everything spins so fast around me
While i'm still going slow
Left behinde in my mind
No reason for my rhyme
And now I'm running out of time
Because I choose to step out of line
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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