Looking back at my past life, I ride through the memories of my lost life, the rivers of sorrow which made me survive, the winds of epiphany which made me see my life was nothing but a painful dream. A dream in which I was trapped in for so long, bliding me from my potentials, from my willing to fight and at the end I saw that all this was but an outcome of strife. My prayers for my awakening have opened my eyes to a better tommorrow, a tommorrow that will let go of yesterday but a yesterday that will never forget the sorrow yet live on with that tommorrow. My life as i see it is a test, to live with the pride of survival or the conscience of the guilty. I no longer live in vain, I shine because i know what i lost was less than what i gained. I guess they're right by sayin you learn from your mistakes and like me, struggle and survival is what it takes!