I am different from the others,
I am a gift, said my mother.
And that's where I discover,
I was never like the others.
It wasn't a easy journey,
everything was plain misery,
but it was a part of my history,
that made it seem worthy for victory.
It always seemed impossible,
but I think it is remarkable.
As one day you may stumble,
and one day you may be unstoppable.
But regarding everything I said,
thereis so much more ahead.
And I am thankful for what I have,
since I am still standing, I am not dead.
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Waves Of Poetry
PoetryMostly forced poetry from school... (English & Tagalog) I'll be uploading poetry that isn't from school soon!!
