Ever since I succumbed to the realities of the game.
I never failed to let that word put myself to shame.
All the way I've never admitted to the calling.
But I also never denied the truth on that morning.
I resent every single one of them for only one reason.
Coz' I, too, want to close my doors on all occasion.
Disappointment does not walk into my doors.
If someone haven't dropped nails all over these floors.
Could it be that I've made it all up in my head.
Or was it the voice I heard when I laid on my bed.
Still, I am filled and fired up with antagonism.
For the shabby treatment in this sort of condition.
It was a choice that everyone had to make at least once.
And I chose to put down my shields and raise my guns.
It's unbelievable that I had to take this step at the end.
To be truly honest and immodestly say goodbye my friend.