Life itself isn’t worth living for anymore but I will succeed if it cost me sleep.

The new generation shall worship the trends instead of the all mighty.

Look for worser beginnings in life other than the positive.

Apply all their needs and comfort to the social media.

Damage ink stains on their outer soul.

No hope or promise for a century of this time.

No clue that failing actually makes you become successful.

Oh how sad this is to look at my generation raise another one similar to this one.

Comfort zones destroyed, walls turned into an illusion.

Running to a place that doesn’t exist.

Material things don’t make me instead they break me.

Coming up is the hardest but making it is even harder.

Fronting in front of others what a tale to tell.

No one ever believed that the underdog could make it.

If there is opportunity in front of me I will take it with no hesitation.

Now read from the bottom.