Lunes, Nobyembre 5, 2012

The war that I can’t won



Tears are fallen one by one in my eyes
Things are coming in my mind, I just now realize
A second choice, is what I seem
Not the best option, neither the second thought did I mean?
Why can’t I win her heart?
 Am I not good, am I not smart?
Am I that ugly? Am I not worthy?
Questions in my mind are now getting silly.

I bought new clothes for her to amuse
I change my look, new hairstyle I use
I make myself presentable, for her to see
That I really want her to do choose me
Many changes I have, still not enough?
To win her heart… even my faith now laugh 
What will I do? What can I do?
 Why can’t I win my love for you?

At last God has heard and answer my faith
“Son please accept the fact for it is too late.
‘Cause someone I made for you is coming,
Don’t be silly for she is worth having.
Cause you will never get whatever is not made for you,
And you will never win something not destined to come true”


1 komento:

  1. The Last Ride Home

    Worry not, your dearest will arrive, Though paths diverge and moments strive. Like the last bus, when all seems lost, A cool, calm journey, worth the cost. Your "godbest" waits, serene and true, A breath of comfort, just for you.

    TumugonBurahin