Fight the World

Fight the world Why do we keep struggling? Why do we keep hustling? Why go through the hell of living? I keep asking myself all this.... Although I was not born when they claim things was easy but even as easy as it was then, life was still hell for the less privileged. Fighting the world for my survival is something have gotten used to. Making the world pay for my mistakes is something I long wait for. Yet I keep paying for the mistake the world brought to me. It's not my fault am born without a silver spoon in the mouth. But I will be blame if I can't get the silver spoon by force. Still I work hard and earn little. Waiting for the silver spoon to come.... How long will I wait? There is no hope of getting it with patience. That's why I need fight the world.... I stand alone and alone I can fight the world. WRITTEN BY A GHETTO YOUTH CHIKA