It never was a tale nor myth,
A lie that everyone would ever thought of,
Even a boast that no one would care to listen,
Those years did pass by,
And to whom it may concern,
Would you see the place i am standing now?
The dreams that i have chase and told,
The history that i would make you see,
Just something that you would believe,
I am that me that you did not bother,
That me the one you ignore,
From my poverty and to my glory,
The powers of the dream and the world that are gifted,
That smile i lost a long time ago,
This is what i own,
And what is lent to me as my happiness,
Grateful i am and tears that i am,
To them who ditched me behind,
Has the world teach you more about the pain and life?
For i have felt it all the more,
But that is what i am as for today.
Sunday, January 22, 2012
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