Why this life can be cruel every minute
sometimes half of it is lying on the pit
even strongest person can't do to be discreet
the way to the highest dream, only death
if only could have a strength that superb
will change things and domineer over
for didn't want to feel any pains and suffer
for the longest time, had live the life under
abhor the world for the things had shown
that even for simple things has no chance to own
only had all the childish dream until grown
no other way to put the self to the only throne
how really so cruel that no chance to choose
never come easy what fancy the most
nightmares hunt always like a ghost
sometimes truth hides, only God knows
it's so weary to feel the uncertainties
little gladness all ends up on misery
dreams become illusion and not a reality
give up everything to be paid for eternity
