Walking along the whole way,
Inside all wondered eyes,
I see some crocodiles tear,
I find some fake praises,
But I couldn't feel the truth about me,
I could not make the example,
I could not make the exception,
All I've done are the same as other,
I have just walked in a different style,
The crowd around me clapped,
They cheered with joy for nothing,
I have only been cheated by those,
At this eleventh hour of life,
I see there is nothing remain without hope,
Now the thing I can only achieve from life,
Is a death in a peace.....
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