I know it's hard, I know it's hurting,
There are days I wished to die, but I'll promise you that I am holding on, because I know that's what you'd want me to do.
Where you are?
I hope it's right, the right amount of sun burning bright, I hope the stars are still twinkling, I hope the cuckoo still sings to you.
Studying is tough, somedays I just want to quit it all, but I didn't come so far only to stop midway.
I fight everyday so that you could be proud of me, for holding on, for never giving away, so when you look back you could be proud of me, and know that I've've always been a fighter, that nothing will ever make me give away...
I hope we have a job, but it's totally okay if we don't. We'll figure out a way somehow together,
Just know that you tried your very best,
that you gave it your all...