We’re all messed up in our own sweet ways

A little too broken and a little torn away

Running down the memory lane

All I received was pain

All of those friends

From whom there was nothing I could gain

I look at myself and realise how far I’ve come

Away from the crowd, I made a long run

But was it worth it, to leave all that behind

The memories and the people

Who always made me feel blind

Atleast I’m me now, more than ever

And this trophy in my hand, will shoot them dead forever