This world is the violent arena of life
Charmless place in many ways,
Life a lot less become comfortable.
Shall i move forward?
Any body would have at this stage paranoid,
Putting myself into a self imposed exile.
How do i survive this?
Unsure of my fate, have no choice but wait
And still, I rise.
For me, All Negative is Opportunity to rise.
The one who rise when HE CAN’T
Doesn’t matter IF
The World is the violent arena of life.
