I’m tired of fighting this same old battle.
I looked above, when can I settle?
Will you rescue me?
No one can set me free.
How pity this heart of mine,
Feeling the pain from time to time
If only I could reformat my memory
Surely I’ll see the truth, lies to reality.
One thing I’m not sure of,
What happens if I lose hope?
Regrets? Disappointments? Oh no!
Burning fire, please don’t go!
Thus, even if I am a weak,
I’ll try to stand and be meek.
I will not stop believing,
‘Coz I have something worthy of proving.