Forte

I have talents and skills that were not polished.

'Cause whenever I do, they were there to stop me,

And add up the environment that surrounds me.

They say it was only useless.

And with that, I get hurt easily

'Cause who am I?

I was that no one.....

I was the nobody.....

And none of them really cares if I succeed or not...

As if it was life....

Telling me, it's your way to survive....

Especially in this world, full of uncertainties and judgment....

I may not like it,

But only Him has the power to have a better choice....

I believe but I start to doubt,

'Cause I don't know whom to vent my inner voice...