why i fought ?

A conspiracy seems to be around
I am lost in a maze...
I feel sinkin' in the ground
With a ghastly transfixed gaze
They aske me questions as to how
They could uplift their cursed souls
I'd know if knew when to bow
To mend and sew my own tattered holes!!
There were times they asked me to die...
As i couldn't fulfill what they desire
The flames that flew on my eye
Hushed me back into the fire.
They want me to rise like a phoenix
And bloom like a new bud...
What would i say... what could they fix ?
With me facing down right into the mud...
Stop being what all you can be
Start being what you cannot!!
The phoenix...the bud...in me
To be or not to be is why i FOUGHT!!