Had a hot chase with the head dog
My shell cracked for long
Got broken
I had spent centuries
Waiting for my explosion
The ground is shaken
The ant had just roared
Oh dear freedom where art thou
There’s no road block till i conquered
Oh dear pessimism you never left me
I had licked my own wound
Sucked from my blood
I longed for the outside world
My sweetness went sour
My wings broken
My eyes plucked out
I’m caged for eternity
I’m a night dreamer
Banished from the the world
I’m casted aside
My only crime
that I’m frail
A sick fowl better off
I’m on the cross road
To the dark realm
Patiently waiting for my clock
To stop ticking
Now,
This light i crave
I’m brawling unending
For darkness I’m letting go
And light I’m embracing
An eternal war
I’m waging against my pessimism
This old shell I’m leaving behind
A new one I’m picking
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