Beautiful Life: Delightful Struggling

When the world dissolves into nothingness, ‘n I still so young, like a sparrow harassed by a storm, yet still fightin’ back.

Yes, fightin’ back. ‘Cause the only I have is fire, fire of desire, only the desire to fight. Nothin’ more.

Be the one who doesn’t wanna make peace with my own fate.

Be someone from nothin’ become an outstandin’ .

Dive down to the bottom of every ocean of problems.

Dare to dream a beauty that I'm not sure it exists.

Dare to try, though there is no guarantee I will succeed.

Learn to dare, as well as darin’ to learn.

Not afraid of somethin’ whose truth ‘n real are so uncertain.

Not embarrased of bein’ in error or doin’somethin’incorrectly. Errors and mistakes will consolidate the truth.

The older becomes, the more complex life confronts, so with more courageous to face it.

Sometimes, the hardest tings come from the unofficial prosecutor of life, mankind. They create a new  law of their own. ‘Cause each moves in different passions. They’re born  out of unfulfillin’ reality ‘n of differing images of themselves, of what they wanted to become.

Believe God, the only official prosecutor of life, will not be still. Will let me be free with my own life dancin'.