but it is me that chose to undergo,
I know not how to be positive,
when time refuses to be co-operative,
I know not how the future would look,
for a tender heart that's tired of crook,
I know not if I would battle and win,
but I certainly know that giving up is a cardinal sin!
I know not if there would be light at the end,
so help me live through this tempest, my dear friend!