I will fight this bloody battle

I don't belong here,
not in this crowd.

i will not bow down
to the one who wears the crown
for he is not my king
and i am not his slave

for i may walk the streets
and the glaces of strangers haunt me
there just burdens placed on my shoulders

for these gates of hell
cannot capture me lively
i am not bait
and this will not stall me

i do not belong here
i shall not stay

i am not great
nor am i worthless
i atleast think i have a purpose

those swords and armors
do not scare me
for i am fearless of your death threat

do not try to deprive me of my freedom
for i will fight on my behalf
my knowledge and strength
is more powerful then your demands

i do not belong here
the day will come
it'll be my time to leave
until then i will be me.

--Syla