If I could ever know my future
I would enjoy every part of life
Boldly; a little bit angsty
I might left books - for I read
To be equal with 'them'
Standing high, no one can blame
If I could ever know my future
I would spend my life with talking
Grasping stories; making 'em mine
I might never isolate myself
For a passion to be 'them'
Standing high, no one can blame
Now, I kind of know my future
A little bit too late to enjoy
A little bit too late to talk
A timebomb as a body
Shall I not be in misery
As life is always a mystery
No, I'm not blaming God for all these means
Nor blaming my parents for the genes
I know He Knows
and forever, I'll bow.
October1,2014
