If I am chosen
I will do it over and over again
No matter how much it hurts
If I am chosen
I will walk bare feet
On the road of thorn
If I am chosen
you will die
For blocking my road
If I am chosen
you will cry
With your fancy tears
If I am chosen
I will feel the grief
Of every broken heart
If I am chosen
I will be free
From my every single sin
If I am chosen
I will fall over and over
And I'll finally win.
BUT, IF I AM CHOSEN!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If you are chosen you will surpass all the hurdles of life and look back and grin at life for underestimating your survival instinct. beautiful-poem Alisha.10