Wanna fight for what I believe..
For a fight is real..
For a fight is needed..
I might lose..
I might surrender..
But,
I will give a fight first..
A fair fight..
As I believe the fight is worthed..
The fight would not be in vain..
Wanna fight for what I believe..
For a fight is real..
For a fight is needed..
I might lose..
I might surrender..
But,
I will give a fight first..
A fair fight..
As I believe the fight is worthed..
The fight would not be in vain..
A fragile heart of mine..
Shattered by my ego..
Cannot be mended..
As I fell into a trap..
A delusional gate of thoughts..
Giving up is reality
Father,
Can I ask you a thing?
A thing that I do think is so wonderful..
A thing that I do think makes me happy..
A think that I do think comforts my soul..
Yes Father,
Is there any chance for me?
To get that thing..
Father, I would try my best..
No Father,
Happines and Joy is the one that I seek..
Yes Father,
I would be the cushion..
I would be the shoulder..
I would be the guardian..
I would be anything needed to be..
I give my all..
Yes Father,
I'm just a mere human..
I'll always need You to be by my side..
You'll always be the One giving me strength..
So Father?
Would you give me the thing?
The opportunity..
The one who would share all the feelings..
Thank you Father..
I do feel it..
It burns..
It hurts..
It is suffering..
I hope that you could put off the fire..
Yet, you feed it with more woods..
I do hope that I did not get anything..
Yet, you feed me with a hope..
It does hurts..
It does..
Such intensity..
But, once God opens the door for you.. no men can close it..