This earth is my battleground
where I face the demons within
to rip away the dirt that I've found
which binds me to treacherous sin.

So many voices of doubt and mockery
trying to chain me to the burden of despair
as I seek to find my own identity
by reaching for my dreams, scattered everywhere.

I have met hypocrites with poisoned tongues
who pretended to be my friends indeed
and after all the promises they have sung,
they leave me bleeding in my hour of need.

Still I cling to hope and strive to spread my wings,
never giving up the dream to embrace destiny.
For all the heartache and wounds that stings
are accompanied with lessons to transform me.

Failure reveals the weakness that I bear,
allowing me to patch the holes in my soul
so that I can rise again with hope's flare,
to return to battle with the courage I hold.

I stand tall beside my loyal brothers,
never bowing to trials and enemy
while I claim wisdom to be stronger,
a student of experience, that is me.

I may fall at another time, another day
but a real man is not a hopeless coward.
He finds his solution in his own way
and earns the right to move forward.

I will fight to build my future
until those who sneer at me
will stare in disbelieve and wonder
when I show them the best of me.