They say I am reckless,
I am confused and restless.
They call me crazy,
A wild youngster who is breaking the rules.
I am known for corruption,
All I do is create chaos and burn schools.
I am a beast, humanity regrets my existence.
But no one knows that deep inside,
I’m yearning for freedom.
No one knows that I’m scared and doubtful.
When the sun lays to rest I seek for a hero,
To save me from these nightmares.
Even arrested in these chains,
Locked in the prison of my conscience,
“I will not be a slave to the grave.”
And those words saved me.