Fighting
I've been fighting my whole life
Within myself and to stand firm
In this world where wicked people resides
How did I managed to hold on?
Such question I often asked myself
And after all the pain that I have endured
There’s no doubt I possessed a lot of strength inside
I remember those sleepless nights when I held my pillows tight
As I constantly drown in tears
No one knows the struggles I have faced
Throughout my existence here on earth
But as usual I keep fighting
So I could hold on to my sanity
For I refuse to allow what I’m going through consumes me
Besides, my creator is watching over me so I know I will survive.
