ME. . . . . ALONE

I started to think

Why should I be here?

Why should I be in this vast of challenge?

Why?

 

I started to walk

Staring in each corner of streets

I saw them smiling and laughing

Why?

 

I sat down and think

Why I should be like this?

Why I should be here?

Why should I be alone?

 

They say life is a journey

Yes it is, but should I be alone?

Should I be with someone?

Should I just carry myself?

 

I should go on

I should fight

I should stand

I should and I will.

 

Mountains maybe so high

Oceans maybe vast

Roads maybe long

But I have only one life that I should carry on

 

Yes I am alone

Yes I am one

But I can fight

And stand for my life.