The Story of the Two

They were TWO, He told me it was a GAME, He left, like we were to be BLAME, Now, we have just one person left to look right in FACE, We all adjusted our ways, Planing and thinking big, with all what its takes, I know we surely gonna have more, even in the short phrase, Am all the race, Sometimes in cries and in tears, With confidence we moved on, It's not just a game, but a must win RACE. We are living, Without u, we surviving. We stronger, Without u, we are a winning.