Fantstic tale in which I live,
Can't be sent to sale.
Can't be sent to any mail,
In this world others will fail.
World of unexpected events,
Where pressure is incredibly intense.
So sadly,no one prevents,
There will always be large effects.
I am unique!Others just envy,
In addition,if I become very quick,
My greatness will be called fairly.
To be the most honest,
Like a green forest.
I am not modest,
I will never become the oldest.