"Maybe the sun will shine when the moon dripped down."

"Struggle Against Tryin"
29, June 2015
1:45 Pm. Monday

I

This struggle that I've dealing for

So many times and I don't know

If I'm still ganna make it through

The dreams that I've chasing to.

II

Now that the sun will never shine,

I'm really not sure if I'm still in line.

This black clouds that keeps on followin'

And my bad luck seems keep on singing.

III

Thunder clap still raging in fury

In my head there's no longer soul to burry.

Cuz my heart is in the state of decay

Words tryin' to utter but only silence I can say.

IV

So if I'm ganna paint what I feel?

It was a surreal bold black n' white.

I know my brain is still in flight,

But I can't help myself in these cage of steel.

V

I felt like a graffiti in a wall of shame

Seeking for cure but still the same.

I know it's too hard to end this game

So if I'm ganna play, I should be like bane.

VI

I cleanse what they'd thrown at me,

I'll make sure I'm ganna end it happy.

There's no longer blood ang night so gloomy

No more rats to swipe in this life of misery.

"Because I'm the only capable being who could handle with this disease even it sounds like a burning deep abyss in my ears."