These dreams are fading
inside,
And the lights are
going dim.
I keep on looking back,
But this is already done.
These pressures are
weighing in,
And these hatreds are
causing pain.
I keep on fighting
through the hunger,
As I continue falling
and stumbling,
But this has already
been gone.
You can slur your
hurtful speech,
And you can mean
nothing to me,
But you will never take
me down.
Now that those days are
finished,
I can finally be the
man I was meant to be.
And when the smoke
finally clears,
I’ll still be standing.
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