I Fight For No Reason
My disappointments in life
They build up like a castle
I'm the king of failure
Yet still breathing under
I got sword on my hand
and I fight for no reason.
I have plenty of wounds
These cuts on my body
But l manage to stand tall
and battle with frustrations
In my mind, I want to give up
as easy as raising white flag.
Yet something I know
Life is holding me back.
LeiStrauss2019
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