This tough time we are going through now
it's a fight.
but this fight
is mostly for others
more than for ourselves.

The serious teammate we have?
She's probably fighting for the passion she has
fighting for her other teammate,
who has one of the biggest dream ever.

That dream that I admire the most
because at least she has a clue
what she wants in her life.

I admire her
there's so many times when she said that
her dream was crushed
but she worked hard towards it anyways.
(because guess what, her dream will come true some day)

The last teammate
She's probably fighting for her lost hours
for her revision
and maybe
fighting for her club.
Maybe she's fighting to prove that she isn't always a
failure

I don't know what they are fighting for,
and I don't think I ever will know.

And there's me
I think

I know what I'm fighting for.

For my teammate's passion
and my second teammate's dream
and my last teammate's will to never give up.

To prove that
this week
of annoyance
frustration
stress
is all worth it.


and
For the invaluable friends we have
crossed path with.

i don't want to to easy
and i don't want to be hard.
i just wanna be soft but firm
like your mattress.
i wanna help you get a good night's rest.
i wanna look my best
when you're around.
i wanna count sheep with you.
and hold you
when you shake.
when you ache for one my joint,
my joints will keep you high
and lifted.
i wont let you fall.
i know it hurts
when they push you down
to the ground,
smear skin to pavement,
so here,
let me be your armor.
i promise i wont cry
when they tear me up,
but i need you
to keep us together.
whatever happens.
i fell for you
harder
than how the rain fell for the grass
and i
will probably fall
face flat
against your chest because
your heartbeat
is the only thing i know how to fall
asleep to.