I give up.
No use fighting.
Why fight a force which is more powerful than me.
Its no use
Ive tried to fight
Ive tried to change
However it never works
I am who I am and nothing will change.
So hear I am saying the last words.
Singing the last lines.
The stort ends now.
This is the end.
Or does it?
A dim light shines.
A faint smile.
A glimpse of happiness.