Exhausted but not defeated, the whispers scream surrender and the sighs are visible on my face. But history remembers not those who show their backs...
In the summer I stretch out on the shore And think of you Had I told the sea What I felt for you, It would have left its shores, Its shells, Its fish, And followed me
I am an artist I draw my life. I am a teacher I teach my steps. I am a doctor I treat my destiny. I am a lawyer I judge my actions. I am a builder I build my success. I am a translator I translate my opinion. I am a photographer I take my memories. I am a writer I write my future. I am a chef I cook my mood. I am a businesswoman I manage myself.