SOUL WHO CREATES

Far away I wander
and stepping toward the edge
Not a hint though
hot sun stung my body

Sometimes the rain was soaked my body
Sometimes I sacrifice
Blood for the sake of my goal
Because only one is written sweet
in my soul ...
"That I'm fighting
for the future "
I will not look back
before the pearl grip
I dedicate

Oooh ... my soul is engrossed in struggling.
Do you shrink guts
roll up your sleeve,
Trouble what you make
on the intimate expectations with you

Believe the sun rises
just in time....!!!