The Measure of the random appeal,
increases with a need to heal.
The Voice of Tone,
recognition,
comes with verse not over phone.
The Fight Begins,
with what has been,
not for vengeance,
unhinge trend.
Throughout the Years,
my family cheers,
"You will Fall and Lose it all."
Constant statement streaming Win,
I reply,
it's already been.
So crazed my family forced their cause,
down my throat to bring demise,
with Their words I realized,
it's not I that runs in fear,
I'm just a witness to what is clear,
they don't believe that Life is dear.
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