I didn't raised up to be a graceful lady, but to be a hard-core type.
I didn't want to climb, yet, I fell from the top.
I told you I ain't fighting a losing battle, but in the end, I found myself fighting, alone.
I didn't plan fot it to happen, but then I've failed.
I thought it'll be alright, just fine, but then I should think twice, thoroughly.
I didn't cry, but I laugh, so hard, shadowing my greatest fear.
p/s : There's just so many unplanned things.
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