I've been full of desires,
something that anyone hardly admires,
I aim for the best,
but it takes a lot of tests!

I'm frightened of the best, wonderful,
and that sure makes me pitiful,
There is this darkness behind me,
waiting to swallow me up,
clobber me down.

I'm jealous, I hate it,
I'm anguished, I hate it,
I'm stressed, I hate it,
I'm rude, I hate it,
but it's the darkness, not me,
it's the madness, not me.