Wrinkles of lost opportunities
Pimples of gained criticism
Grey hair of treachery
Lost stamina of lies
We face them all
We live them all
Still we never say die
Still we want to work
Why? How? What?
Do anyone knows?
It's nothing but your will
Your courage to survive
Survive every punch
That life hits you
Survive every wound
That people give you
Never search for
Any motivation
You yourself
Are your strength
Someday Someway
Salute yourself
That you stayed young
Without fountain of youth.