Standing at the edge of cliff,wondering how hard the hit would be,
If we jump..
Trying best to stand together,wondering how the future would be..
The fears of fight?
Or the fight with fear?
Whatever you choose,a choice is what you need to hold closer..
Fights,of course there would be,in seemingly perfect life too..
For small things like ice creams in refrigerator to bigger things like shirts stolen..
But when you fight for us, against whole world..
I hope,it gives you the courage to hold the things that is truely yours closer .
That each day when you get up,you would get up with a smile..
For the fights you fought..
Against yourself..
For not giving up..
On the dream of us..
And fought..
Those are the fights I wish to win..
