The Secret Plans -- Path To A Ruthless Self

The Secret Plans -- Path To A Ruthless Self

(Philosocom's Subcategory Directory on Potential and Hope)

(Philosocom Enduring Pillar Directory)

(Philosocom's Subcategory Directory on Despair and Surrender)

(inspired theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i-HGGtrj8hM )

Too weak a mind I have had,

As teen was too weak, and depressed.

With pain and grief I knew I had to,

Be, someone better, for me and you.

Lied about having fun while walking.

Two to seven hours in silence, without talking.

With pain, and grief I could've slept in the streets,

Every time, I could've slept secretly in the streets.

But I refused,

Every-time,

As I crossed whole streets,

And cities,

Whole cities.

I walked, every-time with mainly phone and bottle,

The self, was too weak, I had to battle,

The inferior self,

Which only have, hindered me,

And others,

And others.

The weak, do they deserve glory?

Walked with poor equipment,

Walked nonetheless with little limit.

Dragged, myself like an undead zombie,

Dragged, my mind to suffer my philosophy.

I refused letting anyone prevent my cruel training,

Otherwise one less person could've been remaining.

No, I refused to not be in the present,

No, I refused being weak as an ill peasant.

Crying to sleep,

On a nearby bench,

I couldn't bear the thought,

Of defeat.

Of defeat.

I could've done that if I gave up the challenge,

No, one would know, the point was to manage..

Extreme distress,

Time after time.

I don't live for fun,

Nor for joy,

Nor for joy.

I, refuse sinking in grave concern.

I refuse exchanging strength like mere token.

Refuse staying so weak and broken.

Today I apply, the same mindset,

To an Empire, of Articles, I've too secretly planned.

Few understand my machinations...

A former friend taught me to mask my revelations.

I desire, no luxury,

Nothing which weakens my mentality...

Few understand,

It's not worth it,

To be so much,

Impulsive...

Impulsive...

Few understand how to not shoot their own foot,

Their let hardships, blow their minds to a kaput.

I lead my life today with an iron fist.

With only myself on that list.

Only myself..

Just myself,

For people, are just too weak for their own good.