Shack
I was abandoned
In a shack I lived
It was my only home
Then I came across it
Fighting, or better known as
The Ring
Downtown in the Square
We could be free
Freely fighting for our wishes
Freely running to escape
But when we had to go back
To our abandoned shack
We were disappointed
And no longer free
To be
Ourselves
Who we wanted to be didn’t matter
It was all about the survival manner
So we hunted for our own
Just to keep us alive
We made allies connections
And in the end we made
We beat the life-death situation
We made it out alive
And free
Free from that old, abandoned shack.
