"You're tough", she said.
And I thought.
Am I tough because I really am
Or I'm tough because I've got no choice but to be one?

Instead of going with the flow,
why not stop the flow?
Instead of letting it grow,
why not let go?
Instead of drowning in to your feelings,
why not swim out of it?
And most of all,
instead of dreaming,
why not wake up?
Face the reality
Stop the false hopes
Forget the half-wishes
And save your yourself.