Nobody knows my real name;
I'm not weak nor fake;
I just preferred my real name to be hidden;
For I could have guts to bring out what I've written.

I've been written poems and stories since my teenage year.
But it's been hidden and been read by people with my pseudonym.
Criticisms with my physical appearance make my self-esteem low;
but I just used it as my motivation to grow.

Though I've been hiding with my pseudonym for so long;
I'm still what I am;
who's been criticizing and trying to bring down by people around me;
Yet I stood up and didn't give up on the life that I have.

No one can't stop me in writing poetry
It's my only way to burst out my emotion.
Happy or sad still it's my best friend.
My poems and stories are my sword and my life.

My one and only love;
A man who never failed to make me smile;
Random negative issues, he ignored just to prove that he chose me for who I am.
Knowing him day by day makes my feelings stronger.

Yes! he's the first ,and should be the last, man that I will love day by day,
Only him can give the love and happiness that I'm looking for 21 years.
Under all the hindrances we've been we still didn't give up.
Seeing him everyday makes my day and motivates me to be happy with my life.
Sooner or later people will accept the both of us with out any anger, doubts and negative false criticisms.
Forever is not enough to love this person, who've been fathom all the flaws I've made.

<3