I’m drained
My strength lessen
Too tired to continue
I want to give up

    But my heart won’t stop beating for my deepest desires
    My eyes won’t stop seeing me as the future of fashion and searching for more
     My legs won’t stop walking or crawling
     Even my pen won’t writing

I’m tired
My heart
My eyes
My legs and my pens won’t stop telling me I can’t stop until my dreams come true