I will survive… I believe
I rise, I fall, I fight back for my right; I give it all.
I live for those sweet nothings, I crave for those midnight ice creams, I lie for some unconditional care and I die for love that’s fair. I fight with the ones who make my world. But sometimes I make my world withthe ones who don’t care.
My world trembles at the thought of those cruel souls whorun a shiver through my spine. I dread the existence of bruises that are still alive in my mind. My eyes have soaked the tears. I have shunned the strength I had.I look back for solace. But I realizethat I just sunk into the dark. I live in the past because the scars of time don’t fade. I look into theeyes of