• hillario 23w

    Who am I

    I'm like a foreigner in my life,
    Walking on a Trojan horse,
    With no limits and boundaries,
    But I can't escape.

    I'm like a lost coin,
    Trying to find my way up,
    Lost it all before I began,
    And I can't retrace my steps.

    I'm like a wounded soldier,
    Trying to redeem myself,
    Of the many battles I've fought,
    I can't save myself.

    I'm like a bird flying high,
    Over mountains and roof tops,
    I'm stronger than I look,
    But I can't hold on to my weakness.

    I'm a poor dying loser,
    With many battles lost,
    And all hope gone,
    I'm doomed to the end.