My life has been a road
Full of fruits of labour
Not all of them were fresh
Some were bruised and eaten by fruit flies
Each time I built from scratch I had to begin again
Sometimes I messed up and other times I was blamed for the carelessness of others
Life has been a roller coaster of emotions
Some were incredible and some were dull
People misunderstand and if you're friendly they assume you're bad
If you're silent they assume you're moody and anti social
So you can't win and just live life the best
Through the roaring flames no matter how bad the whispers
You will run to graft the gold
People don't see the inspiration
They see the threat