Everything is futile

life is hopeless
but there's hope in less,

i'm may be fragile and people would want to destroy my happiness

yet...
I feel ignorance, oblivion and being such a fool

follow people order, i'm really am truly dumb.

yet..

i figure out to turn the table, to change the world, to

make things better, why am  the only one who's seeing this? 
why?

i could not find the answer, 

deep inside me,
i cage my roaring soul,
lock it, chain it.. truly, i am amazed with my own strength. 

but... 

what am i keep fighting for??
who does it belong to?