Breaking Free

Ever since I was young, I was very fascinated on the things around me. I always make sure that I cherish each moment of my life because I believe that I should do everything I can while I still have the time. I consider myself, my life and everyone around me as a wonderful blessing from God. 

My life might not have been a perfect one. Nevertheless,  I make sure to make every second of my life count. I have lived and survived this world for 17 years and I was hoping for so much more. I have managed myself not to be weary but to be strong.

Though sometimes I feel a bit weak, still I stand up and face each day with prayers and courage. Despite being a quiet and typical individual, I know in myselfthat I have a voice within waiting to be freed; that someday I would be able to speak up not only for myself but for the common good as well. 

My whole life seems to be manipulated by the people around me. I was so dependent that I can't eventake a single step for myself. I lived knowing that all my cries were in vain and no one was willing to hear me nor to console me at all. I'd been in great despair since then.

Why do I have to conceal what I believe for all time? If doing so seemed to kill me and break me into pieces? Well, I still believe in fate and the will of God. Now, I can say that with all of my experiences, I have become strong; that  no one will ever control me anymore. I no longer need  a fortress to defend me. Because now, I can speak up for what I feel and what I believe in.