"Hey,I´m talking with you,life."

You can laugh,you still can kick me while I´m on the ground.You still can spit on me when I´m almost dead.I will always have two words for `ya: "Fuck you".I will always have the will to fight against you even when seems that I´ve lost.No,I never loose,I always win something.And you think that I´ve lost...I´m just recovering,I´m just resting and I will be stronger.
What doesn´t kill us make us stronger...yes,it´s true.If I´m not dead yet, then I will be stronger tomorrow,even if seems that I´m all messed up at the end of the day,I will be stronger.
I´ve always survived by my own,so,I will just keep do it.If I fall,I will get up.It have always been like that and nothing or nobody won´t change it.
Life it´s a battlefield and I´m just like a warrior.My armor is my optimism,my weapons are my will to live and my healthy anger.