I always watched him from a distance
While everyone else deserted him
Everyone feared him, hated him
They called him a monster
And glare at him
But he never gave up
Not once
To prove that he wasn't a nobody
So everyone will acknowledge his existence
No matter how many times he gets knocked to the ground, he would get back up, onto his feet
I admired him, his determination
He has the will of fire burning inside him
They called him a loser
He'll prove them wrong
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