Though I couldn’t understand
What was my purpose when I was young
All I knew was playing and having fun
To do my best and let myself to stand
But somehow when each morning
is passing
I look into the sky and starts wondering
What is my life’s message
My purpose in each passing day
Hence, I appreciate each second in time
Thinking how will I design my purpose in this life
When I hold my pen and share my words
My heart wants to share the purpose I chose
I’ll continue the courage to ink my soul
I knew this was my purpose when I was small
To share the gift of wisdom to all
To enlighten each from darkness
Through My Pen and Soul
