Another Look at Me

Clashing against the wind, helplessly prolonging the pain

Fighting to death to salvage admitting defeat once again

Your enemy be your own self, for it's merely state of mind

That's left your body jaded and your hope confined

Shadow boxing will up against the hands of time

Guilty by association in this pantomime

Be consciously aware that foresight can be controlled,

no combustion, heat or flame and you only end up old

Enter into competition with your intent, pour oil on the blaze

Check the parent within yourself, your inner child raise

Let self esteem be the judge when staring in the mirror

Hence, pride will be the essence of your next emerging tear.