Story

Welcome to my story,

It’s not happy and sugared.

Dad and mom aren’t proud of me,

All the pain I’ve triggered.

 

I stood up for what I lived for,

I fought for the ones I loved.

Misjudged and shoved through the floor,

The ones I’ve kicked and shoved.

 

Fear me now, you’ll fear me later,

You don’t know who I am.

Between us, who is greater?

If I win, well I’ll be damned.

 

Back then I released the evil in me,

But even so, I felt strong and free.