Friday, February 27, 2015
Chasing my destiny
I don't dash or rush after the wind but the wind after me
I shoot before the gun, and reach before others run.
I am faster than a starving dog chasing for its bone.
I rise before the sun and get back before its down.
Why do I run?
It's not a mystery.
I don't really run to be fit but to flee the weak me.
The side of me that evilly whispers
"You won't make it"
I won't give up because I have a destiny
and I am desperate to reach it.
Posted by Mim Brhan at 3:40 AM