A Sad History

Shackled to greatness

It's for your bet interests

nothing less but the best my dear

Dagged down this road of status by fools

There has been sickness at play, I fear

It's all been mapped out for you

Since you were a twinkle in their eyes

Unfortunatly, my dear, this is for them

Your thoughts, disregarded as petty and childish

Shut your mouth, cause your life is planned

A sad history

I will walk my own direction

Following my heart, seeing where it takes me

Strike your match, light your candle

For each and every day of your life that you don't see me

Don't burn down the house, waiting for me