DuskSong

quick poem:

i want them to stop telling me who to be

wasted all this time, you cannot limit me

try to knock me down but you've set me free

and you think that you can bring me down

but i'll come back swinging to take the crown

went blind being optimistic, don't tell me i'm acting cold

got took down too much trying to go for gold

so i'm done waiting for my moment to come

achieving success, marching to the beat of my own drum

and you can look to yourself when you ask me who i've become

the pressure's getting too much and i'm trying not to succumb to it

with how far i've come, i'd be an idiot just to quit

i never belonged, and that's something i'll always admit

but the show isn't over yet, i'm done playing games like life's some sort of arcade

stay your blade, i dont need anyone anymore, being a stray doesnt make me afraid

as i fade, take one last look- because this is what everyone has fucking made.