I let my bridge burn, as I was protecting my borough,
I was a clown there, everybody was snickering at myself.
I never implored them to comprehend me as I go,
They weren’t cherishing me,
Nor supporting for the facets I discovered.
In a place of demons, I was standing like a folk,
I demanded a place where I was never belonged.
I cried my tears out, I toil for there happiness too,
In the end, it was in futile as I wasn’t there trooper,
I was primarily shamed.
I wanted to light there dwelling to stay,
They simmer me thinking I was committing it,
to snatch their home to make my way.
So I let them believe I wasn’t their type,
I went to wonderland sitting in my sky.