Tell me, how many more must I leave on this road?
I cut off each limb to save each body in hope
That it’ll be the last
The last to fall,
But I don’t think it’ll ever happen for me–
I guess this is what they call destiny.
I’m fine with it,
No, really.
Leave me alone,
I ask these questions to me
I will recover because I’ve never felt pain I didn’t need.
Let these scars serve as a reminder
I’m a warrior, not a survivor:
When you come to mess with my head,
You’ll be thrown aside, conquered.
Whether you care about what I think or not,
I don’t really give a what
I won the last ten battles in this war
Cuz success is my only option, failure’s not.
[Ending inspired by Eminem’s Lose Yourself]
*Originally posted in Rhapsody Recovery*
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