What is to be wise?
What is to be strong?
Well… something is defined,
Virtues to me don’t belong.
I was once wise,
Knew about me… about life.
People asked for advice,
Now they just strife.
I was once strong,
Stood for what was right…
But took it too long…
Today I just can’t fight.
I betrayed these virtues,
Didn’t settle for them
Desired bigger greatness
Failed to be myself…
From now on
I won’t have fun.
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