Now I see, that life's not unfair, just tough,
It gives what you can handle enough,
From a place where chaos grew
I thought the world was against a few,
But strength ain't free, it's earned with sweat,
Good fruits come when hard works met and sacrifice are made,
How can my life truly shine bright,
If I don't push with all my might?
How can I survive if I only had one means of survival but chooses to ignore it?
All fades away at last but what we build stays in hearts strong and fulfilled,
If the right sacrifices are been willed.
