Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ I'm feeling weak but it doesn't mean I won't fight ❯ Stupid ( Chapter 1 )

I thought that maybe, just maybe this year would be different.

But I guess I was wrong as usual and stayed indifferent.

I tried to behave as best I could.

To not do the stuff I usually would.

But I guess that wasn't enough,

I guess the challenge was maybe to tough.

So now, I can't back down.

I'm too far into the fight to even drown.

If I wanted to back down before,

I can't now, and the only option I have is to score.

I've fought every year till now,

I guess I thought that this year, I wouldn't frown.

But I guess I was wrong,

And boy, did it ever take me long!

Yeah, fighting every battle and war,

And winning everything that got me far.

Yet still, everything smells cold and metallic,

Nothing like the smell I've smelled of fear and fatalik.

Fatalic is a word I made up,

Something that every time you hear it pop's up

It means `something that's fatal and that could kill'.

I've always been screamed at for no reason at all,

And despised for being the one to always fall.

Fatalic life no?

But times will change,

And wild winds will tame.

Into the setting sun I will walk,

And to the night's I'll never look back,

Because I'll keep fighting this endless war,

No matter how long or how far it may take me.