Don't Ask, Or You'll See My Tears Falling

Bulid me up, tear me down, build me up, tear me down. It’s just like a cycle. And now, I’m in uncertainty.

They know exactly where they wanna go. They know what’s the  thing they are struggling for. Me? Still in this uncertainty.

I always pray for the best to God. Between those two choices, I hope to get the best one.

Is this the best choice God gives to me? But why am I feeling it’s unfair?

I just need an answer which will take me out from this uncertainty. A certain answer.

So I beg, dont you ask where I’ll go. Or you’ll see my tears falling.