Voices and confusion.
I cannot await the news.
I want to win,
But I fear what I will lose.
My home and my family
Are up for stake.
It is becoming hard to see
What they mean by "break."
I fear without Rat,
The Creed will fall.
I once thought that
The clan would never crawl.
It is now on its knees.
It doesn't want me.
They keep begging please,
Go, and let us be.
It is just to hard,
To accept this life.
I want to move forward,
But it causes me so much strife.
But in the end,
They will get what they want.
They will defend
Their rights. My dreams filled with haunts.
I wanted to do what was best.
But a few disagreed.
Do I even want the family crest?
What is happening to the Creed?