For I know I shall prevail,
They say my dreams are just a folly,
For I have stepped on the devil's tail.
I have succeeded less and failed more often,
Chances of success have always been thin,
For my dreams they prepare the coffins,
But I cannot let them bury them in.
You might term it as faith,
But I call it confidence,
Learnt a lot from my mistakes,
Now it's time to implement.
Those who have treated me with doubt,
Now realise how much did they miscalculate,
Because me, they can't do without,
And my dreams have become more immaculate,
My body might be sore,
My eyes might be red,
I will still crave for more,
Untill I am dead.
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