The Role of...

I lived life before it started

Tried to fit in but I was Thwarted

Ruined and spoiled was my motto

I lived and learned and still ended up hollow.

Why how and what needs to be done,

To live alone or live with I and myself, someone

Where I go, figure out from here,
What I know, just a glimpse try to peer.

Range of my minds eye climbs the sky,
The falsehood from back turns a blind goodbye.

Epitamy of it all, no matter how high I climb I still fall.