Flipping through my notes, I found this lyric. It was written by my sister. I asked a favor from her to write this out. Initially was to make a song out of it, as during that time, it was my graduation. However, I didn't manage to compose a song. Instead, I call it a poem.
Sky bright, rocky road;
I see birds soar, flower bloom;
Where will this road take me?
Some might find gold,
Some an empty cart,
Or should I find and old dragon,
Puffing out smoke?
Mind clear, throat quenched;
The weather by my side.
Bid a goodbye I shall;
To a child once I held dear.
Foot stepped firm yet uncertain;
Until I reach a certain part of the road;
Where there are many paths ahead.
Will the clouds cover the sun tomorrow?
Or will there be bread tomorrow?
Dark shadows from the abyss poisons’ my mind.
Day time I feel alone;
My voice can’t reach the world;
At night I isolate myself;
Fear creep up from my covers,
And haunt me during the day.
At time I may feel old;
Appearance may not tell so;
But I feel it inside.
Like butter spread over too much bread.
Stray not my heart;
The journey that I have chosen will not end
easily.
As long as these stubborn legs continue to
walk;
I shall guide it!
Shake off the insecurity.
None shall tell you how to walk,
Nor to breathe the air.
Unfortunate events may occur;
But too little time to mourn!
But at last, this all I have to say:
Starry night shall not put my heart to sleep
Wind of my home town will not carry me
At dusk I shall mourn for bed
At dawn with foreign bread
But fear not my heart, for this is not the
first
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