There is nothing special in my love,
My age is written on my face,
My energy level is not the same,
I have some scars on my body.
My memory has failed me too often,
I lose a lot of things on the same process.
Things comes in and out of mind
I always try hard to avoid my reflection.
There are things I would rather not see in me,
And even when I take little glimpse,
I find myself different.
The things I do freely without pains,
Is now stressful and cause me pains,
The number of things I do in life,
Always seems different.
I always compare my past self,
To those present youthful age of me,
I know didn't use my time well,
I missed the person I used to be.
My heart can still feel true love,
And sometimes it still can feel pains and aches.
I feel joy so much in my heart,
And then my heart can suddenly break.
I can still feel sympathy in my soul,
My soul seek for peace and forgiveness,
Feeling lonely may hurt,
Maybe because I am older now.
To some people I look old and ugly,
I don't exists.
I still know my value and beauty inside.
I might not be strong, it's true.
I want so much to live, that's why I am still here.
No one has more to give than me,
There is no one in this world unique like me.
