The Manual

There is no manual to life
And I was born to let you down
I was born to disgrace you
Taint your name
And malign you till I die

But that's what they said
That's what they expect to see
Hatred, jealousy, anger
Perhaps, even bloodshed
And that's in their manual to life

I can't swim
And I have no life-vest
But I won't drown
For my manual to life is...
Just to be me

To exist to see you happy
To wake up to see you smile
To turn around to see you laugh
Hear your voice
And to feel your warmth

-PRK-

My Forefronters

And so I moved on with the strength
Neglected my weaknesses
Got up and then I penned
To study my own weaknesses
Stuck in the game
Believed I'd overcome my weaknesses
Walked straight through the rain
Let it wash away my weaknesses
But without them
I wouldn't know my best points
Always try to make more sense
Always try to be on point
And then they told me to shut down
Told me there's nothing left to coin
Nothing left to quote
Stay put and squash the groin
But then I asked myself again
Who's governing my cranium
Who's boss and who's the actual hero in my atrium
Who's going to be there besides myself and my family
Who's going to pen down my story once I've completed my journey?
So I ran the whole yard, sowing every seed
With a folded birthday card, I booked them one whole suite
To pursue happiness, to meet and greet
To cure my loneliness, I wrote letters to my unborn kid
As nothing good comes without the bad
Every night I lay in my bed
Believing I'm the good one with the greatest faith
And the courage that I won't regret
Though sometimes I'd fall apart
Sometimes I'd call a fart
Sometimes I'd make them hate me
Though they're stuck, glued to my heart
Staying through to my heart
Maintaining they're my strength
With hit after hit, nobody will act strange
As I've promised I'd stay me
Won't trade them with my game
And I'm letting the world see
What's written in my name

-PRK-