Don’t let the vague darkness give blindness in your eyes;
Let your heart illuminate both the beauty and the lies.
You won’t last in this life not reading between the lines;
And getting conquered with pain, with all those hurtful cries.

This life ain’t perfect, in mind, a thought to keep;
There are times you’ll have no choice but to pray wind your hands leaped.
Be prepared for surprises for events may quickly flip;
Or else you’ll lost your grip and far away you’ll slip.