FIGHT in ME

Those gloomy days, those stormy nights,

When your eyes fall out because of crying,

When your faith in others is giving you trouble,

Those days when even walking  becomes a struggle

Get up and drink a glass of water,

Put on your headphones and play some music

Call a friend and pour your heart out

Or do something that makes the pain stout

Because you have to get up and fight again

You have to learn to perform again

You have to wear yourself out

And shout out to yourself and the world aloud:

"there's still some fight left in me,

You can break my body, but the sight in me,

Will fight for the existence of its soul,

And that is my only goal"

When people kill the spirit in you,

When world is not making anything new

When hope is tossed in open fire

And everything is killing your heart's desire

Take a dip in the ocean or drown yourself,

Go to the top of the mountain and frown upon yourself,

Play a guitar till its strings drop out

Then open you eyes and shout out loud:

"there's still some life left in me,

You can break my body, but the sight in me,

Will fight for the existence of its soul,

And that is my only goal"