What is desteny but a gift
It's life that sucks
Trows punches
Uses weapons to trow us from our destiny
That is why
Only the warrior survives
That is why only the strong will live
Will tribe and attchive destiny
Those warriors
Are those who fights
Those who tries new roads
Just to attchive what they want
A warrior is like a bird
A bird that is free
While the rest sits in chages
Made by us for us self.
Hard walls made of words
Words of self doubt and hatred
Until it makes
US belive we can not
Sore free or fly high
Don't forget
It is you who choose
How life will be
If you follow destiny
Or sit in your cage
Don't fear to fly
Even if you fall
YOU ARE READING
a book of poems
Poetryit is about the real angels the ones that walks between ous wainting for ous to find them
