Question My Pain
Question my pain
I bless the day I was born
Even if I curse the evil I fight
I stand on my star
Cos the days are more violence
The men with intimidation keep keeping up
So oppression never leave the domain
Of the innocent
When they sleep in peace
The crisis from the intoxicated men
Are still much alive among our daily bread
Despite how much fair we play
The journey to freedom still remain a doom
tell me why I have to die
Instead to live my destiny even
With the pains I carry
So when you see me brave
Question my pain
Question my pain
I can't be weak when I need to be strong
This burdens I face can't way me down
I was born to change a curse
So I bleed always
It can't be easy for a survival
Life can't always be fair for the brave
Yet the light I carry break my dark days
There is always a way when I keep moving
Despite the temptations of failure
Life made me a star among my crisis
Cos I buried my pains yesterday
So when you see me brave
Question my pain
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