i have walked miles from my birthday,
and surprisingly enough ,I know very little about
myself.
I don't know my history ,
I just know I detached myself from some place which
was dry,
I have walked over Maddy roads for long,
but save enough only my shoes got finished but never
my legs,
I remember a lot of people ,
but I forgot myself,
I recall a lot of struggles ,but none of their fruits!
I just know I got lost somewhere but I can't really
know when.
that is why ,
I have hidden secrets that are meaningless .
for God so loved me,that He gave me another
opportunity,
not to go back,
but to progress .