I fight for my destiny, I will survive ,what's left of me?

You come and go, I come and go,

What is life? Why do I regret so much for my past, is it the only rest of me remain to support me through out this life time?

I mess up, but I can always do it right, right back to the top of world. I don't need mercy when I can rest myself in center of the battlefield. I can fight everything away but love is kept. love is hard to give up because love and destiny are my belief to live on and stay alive.

A man like me, you can't tell me nothing, all that I can say is be alive, wind is to blow, air is to breathe, everyone are attacker, but I learn to be a defender long time ago. who says life is just to get dirty and never get clean again.