I am a survivor
From the bloods of hell
Being the UN dark one and just out of place
I knew I was different
But not like this
I was an out caster or as some people called me “The Weird One”
The one who was the happiness of all
The one who took pride and joy into everything
But one day the clouds got darker and felt weak and sick
I knew no one could help me
My soul filled with pool of sorrow and sadness
I soon began to turn ill of all of this
It hurt
One day I knew it was the day
The day I call it quits
Life for me will be terminated
But then I saw a light
A light so bright that I knew everything was going
to be alright
So then continue with that light and never called quits again