25 Years Old

This one is another special one because as its title says, I wrote it two days after reaching a special age, the age of 25, a quarter of a century

25 years ago

I saw the light

For the first time,

I got out from my mom's womb

One morning of September

In 1986,

This is a special year,

The year of my silver wedding,

The year I reach my first

Quarter of a century,

And it hasn't been easy

To live this part of my life.

I don't know

If its a third

Or a quarter of my life.

I'll Never know it

Till the day I die.

25 years ago

The world knew me

And when he saw I was different,

He punished me,

He made things difficult to me,

I felt my fate was to suffer,

I even thought about suicide

But I never did it,

Well, I didn't have the balls

But I also thought about my closes

I thought I'd punished them unfairly,

But here I am,

look at me,

a thousand times I fell, a thousand times

I stood up,

And I get no doubt about

Keeping like this,

I feel my life has finished

Just in her first part.

I feel the power

Of just 25 years alive,

That's just the end of a cycle,

It's the first link of a long chain,

And I know

Something good waits for me

Many good things wait for me

All along the rest of my life.

That is what makes me feel

This irresistible force,

The irresistible force

Of the desire to live.

September 20^th, 2011

1:56 AM