My Inspirational Vision
My Inspirational Vision
Out of the things that cover me
Black as the pit from start to end
I thank whatever god has given.
For my unconquerable soul.
In the hard times
I have never cried or shouted
Under the cry of other chance
My head is raised high and bowed
I've heard in the coldest ground
And on the strangest place,
But never in the extreme times
It asked a full of me as always.
I want to get all elders' respect,
But I am still firm in the battle
Of one more chance and still
Never cried because of no chance.
It doesn't matter how crooked the road is;
How much I have to face the brave
I am the writer of my destiny
And the heart of my soul.