The end is near, while im facing my triumph moment,
it wasnt something i could bear, but this feeling of resentment,
folding me alive, as if im a non-existent.
Judgement never fail to be fair,
But i have my own flaws,
And i aint going to burst it on air,
Coz if i do, u may start to see my claws.
And things can just go nasty as a never ending war.
Let the unrequited heart find its healing
coz its not an option to be me....