The Best Challenge

Now I’m living in this so called fantasy, There’s even no way to feel such ecstasy. To be placed in a shoes of perfection, It turns things out in to a major depression. So everyone says I’m lucky enough. How could perfection seem to be so tough? This is like a bloody game of royal kings, Tell you I’m not prepared for I got no wings. I feel like I’m not in world of precision. I see things clear like a wild competition. I can’t even see myself living in this false world. It only makes me feel like I’m too old. I just laugh people wishing to be in my place. They even have no clue that I’m having hell days. This is probably the best challenge of my career. To work hard and show that I got no fear.