As I look upon a new day,
Lingering here for some type of change.
I hope I can conquer my fears,
Demanding life be rearranged.
Flush with second-rate emotions that are blind,
Whether it is love or rage.
So much complexity in my life,
Even at this young age.
I want to breathe fire,
I need to fight back.
Lost in such benign pretence,
Trapped in lie-riddled fact.
Give me what it is you hide,
Let it be common knowledge.
I am tire of this game,
The way your image is polished.
Speak not of your disappointment,
I will listen no longer.
My thoughts have forever flourished,
I will grow wiser and stronger.
I want to breathe fire,
I need to fight back.
Lost in such benign pretence,
Trapped in lie-riddled fact.
Now I have become the Dragon,
Tremble in the wake of my greatness.
Honor me with your good word,
For I know you hate this.
Give to me what it is you lost,
Your ability to hope.
And I will show you something awesome,
I will show you how to cope.............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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