MY SELF

Fate…destiny…What a wonderful thing to hear
As the day passes and my age starts to rot,
I think of a way to enjoy the world

But all I have was awfulness,
an awfulness that kills my sanity.

Rather to cry alone in the corner as loser,
I should better have something,
have something to lift up my self.

As I start to think that I am special,
a special person that god created,
somehow it eases my wound that aches for so long.

All I do now is to stand up straight,
with so much courage to lift my self,
back in the world of pain.

As I start to create my fate,
a positive and magnanimous fate,
that might create a mark of what I am…..

Thank god this day I made my self,
a true human that has something,
has something to show someone,
that I can do it on my own.