HIM.
HIM.
He is an eagle
Like waterfall,he roars
he targets
he doesn't miss
His wings are strong
he flips so hard
up to sky he stays
he targets without missing
The aye he has
he sees it all
with injured wings
still bring to the table
the youngones always smile
He's broken inside
depressed and tired
he fakes with a smile
he's stronger than you think
No one appreciate him
he's the subject of the street
example of failure
for not finishing what he started
he chose different path
he's alone on this road
Every night he goes to bed
he sharpens his claws
then stares at his work
deep inside he's proud
within him there's desire
just to be seen
he's an eagle.
