Me...

I tried the best to give my alls Some said it was my shorts Others claimed nay, but not in halls Not my flaws, and not their lots I can't be overly righteous, to them Why would I have to die before my time? Even in some of the deepest valley, In the forest, beside the streams, A junkyard will be the beginning of the ends Only God knows, we knew if we'll end well With partners; we improvise not to fail It pained like being whipped But shame not in my face; When we fail. But we never did, Smiles!