I can’t even feel my own existence,
Where does it come; this spirit of persistence?!
I’m so exhausted to hold on,
How I manage to keep going on?!
I feel such a heavy weight in my chest,
Why am I afraid to lay down and rest?!
Numbly I fighted to get things on my favour,
I’ve always been my own saviour..
I’ve been waiting for too long,
For something new, from the same song.
I mixed together doubt and hope…
Now I hold on my last string of this rope..
Freedomistheluxuryiseek 