Secrets About Myself Poem by Marieta Maglas

Sometimes I wonder if all my dreams will come true,
Because I am sure that this is possible.
I am always surprised about life
Like a little child who grows every day,
And I hope that God will have opened up his light,
Before the evil can hit my dreams.
I am counting upon my thoughts as I am thinking of you.
Certainly, I am prepared to die at any time
And ready to live my life,
And I expect nothing in life but the Truth.
I intend to open myself up to the world,
To breathe, and to win.
I know indeed everything that I intend to do,
But stronger than all my afterthoughts is my fury,
A fury that brings upon the greatest love.
I pretend that everything is wonderful.
And I pretend that
I'm not crying when tears are bleeding down my face,
And I prefer the absurdity of writing poems.
I am who I am
And nothing can change me.

Poem by Marieta Maglas