MISERY

A misery of being brave
A love of being naive
I am not afraid like before
Because I have suffered from cure

The presence of fear
Never scare my life and dear
I praised myself when anyone cursed

The best part of my life
Is to be loved by myself not anyone
To fight alone not being scared alone

You call yourself abused?
I call myself face those accused
I might be wrong
But people made me sound loud along

Be brave when someone hit you
Don't hit them back if they are older
But please don't be afraid to fight back
Because you will help yourself later

Don't ask for help
Be your own slave
No matter who leaves you
Stand there and don't cry

No one deserve those tears
We can face our own fears

Be brave to your history
Because we are a misery