To My Creator

Am I born to be pushed down?

cause i ain’t going down.

Looking back, at my memmories,

right up from my primaries,

have i got happiness, or

what I got was drowziness?

Never had none know me

till i knew none knew me

still a few know me,

one, a little closer

Could i be more common

can i be more certain ?

have it taught me a lesson ?

or have it faught me a session ?

will it be so long ?

can, i bear it so long ?

full of questions, i fear,

I fear my whishes are gone ..

live beside me,

to know my pain

can i feel? can i cry ?

can i smile ? can i run ?

away from life ?

~UNFINISHED!~

Living free

Routes of wisdom,

calls all boredom.

Fight for survival,

makes a retrieval.

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I stayed behind,

when all let me go.

It started to feel,

like i go to hell.

.

More despair, none to loose

re make tomorrow, live today

catch the daybreak,

hold the night,

move along and dance right.

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The grooves of life are knocking,

waiting for me to get rocking.

I’ve to duke its longing,

to mark the line and cross it right,

It’s time to live, live … free

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