When I have decided
To write
About my life
I took a pencil
To write
  But I lost the fight.
My pencil was blunt.
I fetched around
I found a blade.
Closer to a plant.
I should write
About my inner fight.
A war between the wrong and right.
I cut my palm
Feeling so calm.
Drops of blood fell on the ground
Took the shape of something round.
My heart replied
That's life.
Look around
Something could be found.
I sighed
They have all lied.
Life is just two days.
One day for you
And the other day is against you.
My pencil shouted.
No need to write
If you know how to fight.
Fight your negative feelings
Tomorrow is going to be full of blessings.
Life is a song
Entitled
Be strong
Did I say anything wrong?