The road was dark and midsty
The high valleys and gorges were very deep
The obstacles were massive, the hurdles were very high
The nights were dark and cold, just like the friends
The days were very hot, just like the lies I was told
Loneliness was my other half, and failure was my stage name
I thought the people were real, and that only statues were fake
But no I learnt that statues are more valuable...
The colourful life is what we all dream of,
But we tend to forget that every colour has a different shade
Light is what we all perceive, but the dark monochromatic colour is reality
Its been a long journey, verg terrible...
People wearing aesthetic masks, to hide their atrocious selfs
People ingaging in other peoples lifes other than their own
All those makes me a stronger person...
To all those people who called me a failure,
Might interest you to know that today I'm an achiever
Down to how I got here its inconsequential
But to all those people who downgraded me, thanks for making me stronger
Because at the end
I made it!
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