When I was born
I remember how much cried
When I came into the wretched world
Waiting to grow up and see my mother
But, her warmth didn't last
So I grew up
And the world grew louder
And my voice grew softer
The cries when I was born
Stayed in the past
No one heard me say that I never wanted
A place on Earth
I have a small place
But, a big responsibility

Be it a relationship or health or work or academics...you have to keep working at it constantly...you can never be complacent.

Even a broken heart can love again...just be patient and give it time.

Sometimes we spend so much time thinking about the past that we forget to live. Take lessons from the past but don't live in it.

In order to gain knowledge you must want it first...when you want knowledge like you want air under water then you will get it.