Battle Field
I’m forever underestimated,
People don’t know whose path they just crossed,
Never will my pride be desecrated,
I’ll be this battles end; I’ll never be a lost
So what I stand short, but my words stand tall,
Try in bringing them down you won’t succeed,
Forever they stand strong my words shall not fall,
In the end you’ll be on your knees with plead
I don’t regret a single thing I’ve done,
My past is at rest long with my vengeance,
But don’t hold your tongue, and release my fun,
You’ll find I’m nothing but belligerence
I’m the furthest thing from frightened
I’ll keep waiting my soul soon enlightened.
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