Treasure Island

MELVIN BANGGOLLAY

(11/07/1975 / Natonin, Mountain Province, Philippines)

Believe You Can 2


Everyone has its destiny
To follow in every journey
Written before we see
the down of life's mystery.

Life is a matter of faith
before God's great mercy
but it may also be a fate
by destiny's own glory.

But, believe that you can
change your path or way
then little by title you can
paint your own life's day.

Believe that you can see
The dawn of a new day
that behind every misery
You can smile everyday.

If you really can't see
What you wanted to be
Just pray God's mercy
and he'll give it one day.

Submitted: Wednesday, August 07, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 28, 2013

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