It's strange how things have gotten now,
I know i tried ,but I failed somehow.
I gave my best to make my mark,
Yet i failed to make it work.
Never to give up,nor to rest,
I try and fail ,and that's a conquest.
No fear or regrets, for the choices i make,
It's what the heavens have decided,
For me to take.
I know, that I'm no perfect,
And perhaps never will be.
Can change myself for anyone's pride,
And let those peasants to see.