Wake up, you've slept to much.
Remember, the clock's ticking.
Your not ready, you'll fail in the match.
You'll remain to be a slave and never be a king.
Sometimes, your strong,
and only not in the throng.
You're always saying I'm a coward.
The reason why you don't have any card.
Life's not easy, just bear with it.
It is beyond difficult as what is it.
It is an endless trail your in.
Leaving no trace where it is going.
Confusion, your are confused to when it will end.
Well, your not in the trail, you are in the fight.
A fight that only involves yourself.
Your enemy is you.
It is a kind of battle, where the benefits are for you.
It is the battle for your independency.
Stop being a failure to your self.
Stop relying to others, it's making you lazy.
Be practical, work on your own.
And live as well.
Be independent, be the strongest version.
Not the weakest version of yourself.
Put an end for being dependent,
And start a new way towards success.
Time will come that you'll be alone.
Then, be ready so that you wont be blown.
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Blood In Our Veins
PoetryA collection of unorganized thoughts that turns out to be an unorganized piece which I don't know what to call. Everything is simply based on how I feel and how I see things in a random circumstance. As you go along with the compilations of my so-ca...
