Cinder is burning brightly,
Ego grows as it goes,
Scenes illuminated by idiocy,
Reluctant on the grip of conspiracy and nuisance,
Groping by the inutile truth,
Dazing into madness,
Awaiting for what is beheading towards them,
I heave deep under to breath in air,
Is the weight upon me not enough,
Furthering the question on the soldier,queen and king,
What do you want me to do i am still a teenager.