It's My Life

A knight rides on,
The heaviness of heart
Fills him with pain.
He just lost his love,
To a cruel ugly Lord.

A boy walks on,
The heaviness of heart
Fills him with pain.
He just lost his love,
To a bully and hate.

A King sits down,
The emptyness of soul
Fills him with woe.
He lost his great table,
By betrayal of a man.

A boy falls down,
The emptyness of soul
Fills him with woe.
He lost his only hope,
By betrayal of a friend.

Will the knight ride on,
With heaviness or no?
Will the King stay sitting,
Without or with woe?
Would a boy collect his hope,
and start once more?

IT'S MY LIFE
Each cried to the air,
Each lost and gained more and less,
The Knight rode on,
The King arose,
And the boy picked himself up,
The Boy carried on home,

It'S My Life.

he would whisper.

it's my life...

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