I pray to myself, no regrets to keep;
Or bitter hurt feelings, in silence to weep.
I pray and I wish there is no more to say,
Of hardness in people or experiences my way.
There will be times that might run me down.
Yet, I wish that my forehead will bear no frown.
I want to know that the same person in me,
Lives and walks out there for others to see.
I look at the skies and quietly hope,
Life isn't a struggle to fight and to cope,
Or lose any wishes I so earnestly sought,
And Never to be What I'm really Not!!
p.s. Everything that rhymes is necessarily not Poetry...
Keep the Cheer!!!