It is ridiculously funny, when I am to be blame for believing in something with all my heart and even funnier when I am to be blame on something that has nothing to be blame on in the first place. Nothing is more noble than fighting for it but yet it could be misunderstood. But I know my priority well, I know who I am and for whom I am fighting for because at the end I know it is worth my blood and tears. Furthermore, I know the people I am fighting for are willing to do the same for me and I know how much respect they have for me. Therefore, nothing else matters and no one could ever judge me. Even if what I am fighting for is wrong, then it is my lost never will it be yours.