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My real self

 

Playing back the scenes of my life

I can across my battles and strife’s

Never thought I can make it through

Amidst the darkness and changing hue

 

My life’s been messed my soul’s been broken

Criticized, as the book judged by its cover

Sometimes outcasted and often forgotten

By people who never knew what I have been

 

In love, hopeless romantic I am

Yet never had the courage when heartaches come

Always left in doubts and confusions

Filled with many unveiled questions

 

With these, I stood up and took a stride

Even if I stumbled against my pride

For who I am and what I’ll gonna be

No one must take my real self from me

 

Maybe I have failed, but not a failure

A part time loser yet a persistent survivor

You can condemn me for what your eyes see

But you can not trade me with anything or anybody!

 

 

Susan Marinas

 

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