I fly high , I fall down
I run fast , I stumble
I laugh , I cry
I tried something to make myself popular
and I became famous.
As I go along I was humiliated
then I was down.
Until now I try to rise
but it’s too difficult
to erase the delinquenc .
But still there’s a scarce that reminds
me as a culprit.
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