What Am I ?

Weak
I have became so weak,
I use to be able to endure through
Now to break so easily
Pathetic.

To be able to stand by myself again
To be strong on my own
I have been through this before
Things that I thought would happen
Happens
Things that I wish to happen
Never do

Hanging on that thread of hope
Refusing to let go
Yet reality dawns upon
And hope came crashing to the ground

I lost so much before
I will lose more ahead
But I shall endure
Like I have any other choice.

In Dream I shall recide
In Heart I shall hide
I shall endure the tides
Let it carry me through the nite…

~When God created me, What was He thinking~
Yen