Can't Wait For The Next Turn

KEEP UP

By Brangien

What I consider of life’s precious,

Dignity, Love, and family are treasure.

Keeping them safe is so much work,

Making them stay worth hundreds turf.

There are so many captives thriving to get it owned,

But I always keep it a sound inside my stronghold.

Believe me it’s hard of being not told,

Wrong turns of life… the next circle I’m lost.

I always find myself from that starting point,

However I tried of moving on.

Every achievements means nothing at all,

If only one of those treasures is gone in the road.

Being myself requires so many strengths,

Why can’t I just be normal for a simple change?

Now I’m lost with the mysteries of life,

And no one is there to help me survive.

I finally believed that giving up,

Will just be a great escape route.

But how will I see myself by the next turn again,

Will I conquer the world or will still be the same.

I never felt of so much despair,

Looking back from where I started.

I’ve been in so many places,

And have dealt with so many faces.

Clearly nothing I could compare,

To what I consider of my life’s gain.

Waiting behind and staying up,

A person tends to do just to hold up.

So many have said just sit back and relax,

How come can they say such a lame act?

I always believe my fate is a misfortune,

But I haven’t known I’ve been lucky for long.

Keeping such a life of everyone’s treasure,

I couldn’t see anyone in any of my precious.

Now I will decide of going back,

To the point I’ve started and never go back.

After all the sacrifices I’ve made and done,

I always believe that soon unfortunate will be gone.

I won’t hold back nor stay put,

Such kind of acts never made me true.

I am a person who consider all my stake,

So how come can I do some terrible mistakes.

In this life of mine there were been regrets,

Choosing the wrong turn cost me a lot of debt.

But here I am still standing affirm,

Close to the ground and swaying with the wind.

I’ve decided to go on and by,

I will never put my life aside.

Life is all what you make of it,

Maybe tomorrow I will make it.

Patience requires by so many guild,

Why haven’t I figured it out… that is so weird?

All of my life is a precious,

All of my gains are treasures.

I won’t change to have a simple life,

I believe life is really extravagant.

From all the scars that fades,

To every inch of wound that glade.

Here in the starting point I swear,

If I will make a wrong turn again…

I will keep up and win the fame!