Yes I fear myself.
Sometimes I struggle my mere existence. And I try my best not to fall.
I take my pen as the mighty sword ,
And slay as I write word by word.

Yes I fear.
Cause I am a human ,and human make mistakes.
And bury every event , every memory they makes.
They say they are mighty and truthful and loved.
But I say are heartless, eveil and ,robbed.

And no I...