You think i've given up on all of life it's self
But believe me i'm just resting.
I'm building up my strength, holding it inside
Waiting for the right time to fight with all i have.
You think i'm poor, and weak
But right now i'm only letting you win.
When the time is right i will stand up and face you
I'll fight with what i have and take all that i can.
Remember this: I will beat you in the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem