When words are not enough to describe how I feel -
and there is no other choice bit to be strong
or pretend to be...
I choose to live.
- despite of fear,
- despite of pain,
- despite of the lacerations of the past
- and the unknown future.
And yet despite of all these, a spark of inner
hope survives.
Calming this weary soul with its
tiny flicker.
THE WORLD CAN SAY WHAT
THEY WANT TO SAY.
BUT THEY DON'T KNOW ME ANYWAY.
All I ever wanted was to make You
smile at the end of the day.
Lord, I am beaten, but I choose to rise.
Thank you for everything.