My thoughts (What I struggle to share)
I pen down my thought. Who am I? For a while, I think I am lost I know I have guts But they are caged Destiny? Will of God? I don't even know which I am living I forget what I look like a lot of times Even after checking the mirror a million times I have a picture of who I wish I look like in my heart Deep down I am don't even know who I am I know I have abilities, If I learn I do well What is passion? What is talent? Depends on what you like doing It is what you do best It is what makes you happy I don't even know nor recognize all these Do I wait for someone to bring me out and discover it for me ? I know time is going Yet I still don't know what I am best at I love God but I can't even preach I sew but I can't sew well I like to dance but I can't dance well I like to read but I don't always grasp it well I like computer website but I can't even thrive in it I can teach language but I suck sometimes I know practically half of everything, I wish I ...