As I am observing this world, I see

Everything that I’ve wished for fading within my degree

These hopes and dreams I’ve tried to build,

Yet, Failure has ripped what I’ve sown in this field instead of me.

This life that I’ve lived has offered me nothing but a glance of bling

And I have watched it through my poverty-field eyes, and I disagree

But not to differ in the loss of fate and faith

But to do so in the eyes of acceptance and reflection

See, I’ve tried to applaud my moments of happiness, but due to their duration, I have failed,

To see their importance as in my mind, they tend to fly away

And for that reason, I tend to forget and simply say they have fled so that I can

Take a breath in this cold breeze of wind

And I just remembered that

This life that I’ve lived has offered me nothing but a glance of bling

And I have watched it through my poverty-field eyes, and I disagree

But not to do so in the loss of faith

But to do so because I have lost my way towards fate

And for faith?

No faith has no fate, so I just take a moment to breathe.