• catiyenyen 36w

    The Fight

    The faded memories of his face that flashes on my mind
    Makes me want those times to rewind
    Flowers grow and die
    As the seasons change day and night
    One mourning made me fight.

    A fight that would shame my identity
    A fight that covers my family's right for humanity
    A fight, a fight, a fight
    If only I could
    Then I would.