A Fighter and A Friend
i never had the chance to be a poet
i have the ideas to share and tell
but just like the magic spell
words suddenly fade away…
i never had the chance to be a singer
i can make a song and put a melody later on
but i can’t sing though i’m all alone
for i am not born with the golden voice…
i may not be a poet only to praise
nor a singer just to sing
for i’ve always been myself…
a fighter and a friend…
i am a fighter who perservere
with freedom to freely express
self-worth from within
i am determined to conquer…
i am a friend who stand firm
ready to lend a hand and be real
with you i don’t have to be anybody
you already accepted me the best i can be…
*** jEvELyN ***
