Proud

I proudly make my exit.
Even if I am escaping, I shall make a grand escapade
This wounded beast will soar

This abandoned wolf will never plead.
Rather than settling for half the happiness,
It's better to become a lone star.

Embracing the coldness of the boundless sky,
it's better than your murderous silence,
your innocent cruelty.

Betrayals have often been my meal.
And lies have often been my drink.
Yet I still breathe hope.

I proudly believe, and proudly hope.