Pride and blood in my mouth

I wasn't born to play this game
My body's weak, my heart is soft
I never played searching for fame
People - sarcastic, always laughed (at me)

I never gave up hope, kept fighting hard
This game has never left my brain
We are linked by a tight rope, wanting to fight for a yard
So if I fall, it will remain (from me)

A heart full of passion
A mouth full of blood
And eyes full of tears

A life full of regrets
A body killed by pain
And prideful memories