I see myself a confident person
yet again i will rise,
God loves me and gives me strength
enough i have paid the price.
If you will have a weakness
people will utilise you by manipulation
and will then blame you
by raising fingers at your poor condition.
I see here two future
one being weak, another being strong
in weak i am no one, isolated by community
crying over my ill fate,
shying away with no authority.
Being strong, I am the force
facing all obstacle with great calm
so later i will choose
for the self respect from my own's.
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