Me

A thousand heartbeats within a single breath,

a million eyes I thought I couldn't fear,

so many voices I couldn't pay no heed to,

my sweaty palm had no break,

I had no idea of what to say,

I felt my months of hard work go down the drain,

If I had a pen that could write my fate,

I will change all that may cause me torment,

I will write a new story,

a story in which I am extraordinary,

a world filled with happiness,

although it may sound selfish,

 but I believe I should also have a chance to create my own happiness.

The several memories of a broken heart,

stitched and taped over again,

how can I still love?

what is love? 

well, I guess it's still too early,

after all, life still holds a lot for me.