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I was, I am, I will be



I wonder how life would be,

if I was born to a loving family?

if I was not raised with pain and anger?

if I was born a Muslim?

if I never failed any exams?

I sometimes wonder too, how would life be for me if life is just as it seems, and that I don't read too much into anything that happens...

So many ifs make a lot of doubts,

Why think of the ifs when we can think of the now?

If none of this happened, I would have been somebody else and that just ain't right,

Cause I am born to be me and all these tragedy,

And all the moments when I'm happy?

That's what makes me, me,

The person that I am,

Today,

Tomorrow and so on.

It is written.

Life must go on.

Stop living in the past.

Things will never change if you cling to your woes and hate your joy,

I must try living in the present,

Because life is a gift,

Let the past go,

Let the future be on hold,

For tomorrow to come, I must live for today.

So just try to live, okay?


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