I am of new creation
The struggle of oppertunity
The day that i broke
of so much misfortune
With several scattered roads
The past with my mistakes
the choices that i made poor
the impossible oppertunities
that i now go for
oh, what a beautiful experiance
of such chaos and impurities
the future more real
Possibilities are infinite
My regret no longer resides
in the place that promised such comfort
I am a new being
with a new story
I am Katrina
This poem is about:
Me