All my life, I have been told that hard work pays off and here I find myself still searching for a diamond in this rough. And so far all I found is disappointment, heavy shoulders from carrying this burden, walking on glass, enjoying this fragment of life. And from my back, I pull out this blood stained knife, should have known that trust leads to betrayal and leaves fall to cover all these crooked trails.
Autumn has arrived, and this changes everything. Following these paths, leading us to more nothing, still walking towards this dream instilled in me since birth. As these onlookers laugh as if knowing the worth, there’s no cost in hope despite my lack of skill. A brilliant mind to cope, and the will power to prove I belong among the best and smartest, so I urge you to keep pointing those fingers and pretend to exist and my fingers shall always form a fist to show that I resist. No compromising when it comes down to my soul, from these ashes I rise as a phoenix in control. These dreams I posses is what allows me to fly…I will find this diamond; it’s what keeps me alive.