It Prevails

Forever, is the focus, we've put on these dreams.
Sometimes we have to ask ourselves, is it worth it?
Is all this worth it? I can't be put to blame, for any of this.
It feels too good to runaway. I can't just runaway.
In desolation, I pick myself up everyday.
How the hell am I standing here?
And who had the say to spit me from the womb into this world?
I know I'm a martyr, I'm not asking for sympathy.
I have my life to live. The standards that I have are my own.
I won't, I can't join in. This is for me.
Few have tried so hard to reignite the blaze