Scribbling the wall,
Of threatening norms;
Painted black,
By narrow minded worms;
Can’t I fetch,
The cage of my dreams;
To hide it in secrecy,
Far from stubborn reach;
I’ll clutch up all rights,
Of motivation and criticism;
No scope for Trolls,
When they can’t be wise;
It’s me who will ace in fight, against
Thanks to all for being tough all the time;
My soul woke up,
To flip your swords with mine;
