How can I begin with?
From my mother’s womb until my first breath
There’s a reason my family to celebrate
A new life was begin and create

Make a stand and walk is not yet for my feet
To say and talk is not an easy feat
Move and speak is a tall order task
And I can only do is a cry for ask

In my mother’s teaching it builds my foundation
To prepare the stages of my education
Leaving for a short time a house that I call home
Striving for the world having a bigger dome

For each day I live I choose to be the best
To taste the sweet of what a joyful rest
I broke my heart, for every gain
Along the way, I face the pain

Can I still find my own finest day?
Or a death has a final say
Will I find the key to my prison break?
Or to die an opportunity to be free.