I was confident of the right light;
But the dark cloud climbed down and blocked my sight;
I can’t see anything so I blame me;
I end my trust and don’t believe in me;
I got scared of another step in another mistake;
Coz I’m still blaming myself and forsake;
Criticism got worst inside my head;
Where in the fall I thought I was already dead;
So I open my eyes and carry my body;
The fall gives me strength to come back to me;
I plan to step again and stand tall;
After I marked the hole where I fall;
Composed by unnamedsoul
2 comments:
critics are good for some of a time.
and its part of my life,never mind the buzzes,just grip on your own faith ^_-
luv yah!
btw,i moved my site,you can visit me here and leave me a message.
http://www.akoni.info
typo:
our lives*
tita ghee
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