My Life My Race

My Life My Race

Wednesday, December 31, 2014


Dear 2014,

In just a few hours I will be saying goodbye to you
I have waited for this moment since July
I want to get rid of kick you out of my life
Because you are so bad. You are one cruel year.
The worst year of my life.

You made me do things that I hate
You brought bad people to my life
You took my joy and hope
You made me cry day and night
You send danger on my way

I ran out of patience
My strength was almost drained
Too tired to get up
Too tired to fight back
Too scared to give a fake smile

But if not for you, I would not know how strong I am
I would not know what I am capable of...
If not for you, I would still be in my comfort zone
Thanks to you, I lost my pride
I am now completely depending on God

Do I still hate you? Yes I still do.
But I will remember all the good things you gave me
When I first met you, you were nice to me
I hate you but thank you
I used those beautiful gifts wisely

Please bring all my bad memories with you
Keep them in your bag and don't ever open it
Please leave quickly. Don't stop and don't look back
Don't smile to 2015 and don't be friends with him
Go now, go walk out the door. Goodbye 2014.

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Jesus, today is your day!

Dear Jesus,

You know I am not good in remembering birthdays
I can't even remember holidays
But I will never forget your birthday
It is my favorite time of the year

Christmas songs cheer me up
Bright red and green makes me happy
A tall Christmas tree is a beautiful sight
Big and small gifts truly warm my heart

I live in a place where snow don't fall
The wind is a little cold and it rains today
But it is okay because your birthday is coming
In a few hours, we will celebrate your special day

Jesus, this year I have been a bad girl
Please forgive me for all the wrongs things I said
Sorry for being impatient
Sorry if I don't understand you

Thank you for being patient with me
Thank you for keeping me safe
Thank you for forgiving me all the time
Thank you for being my best friend

Jesus, since it's your birthday
I am not perfect I will make mistakes again
But this I promise you, I will stay faithful to you
You know that, don't you?

I am not good all the time
But you will always be my God
I will not be ashamed of you
Your name will always be in my heart

Jesus, this day I will be happy
Because It's your birthday, I will enjoy every minute
With my mama and papa and my dogs and cats
We will celebrate the day you came here on earth

Thursday, December 18, 2014

Your tweets are not sweet

You hate the person so much
Making you do so many things
Taking most of your free time
So you shouted at her and cursed her
You are so angry at her
and said some bad words to her
You dislike her and told everybody
You said a lot of nasty things
and posted it on Twitter...

Because you are not brave enough
To tell her you hate her
Because you are scared
she might hate you too
Because you want her to think
You are nice to her
You are a coward and you know it
So you vent everything on Twitter
Thinking you can hide it from her

For her not to have a clue
You acted sweet in front of her
Sending her thank you messages
for the "wonderful" time you shared
and that you will miss her
But you are not only immature
but irresponsible too
Forgetting to protect your tweets
Forgetting the privacy settings

So the person you hated so much
Read everything you said
and now you cannot deny it
You can delete your post
and you can block the person
But she will remember what she read
You tried to damage her image
But it was your image that was tainted
You now earned an embarrassing experience

This is a funny story but I learned something
To know if a person is being sincerely nice to you...
Before you accept her as a friend
Google her name first and read her past tweets
A person can lie in front of you
But her past tweets cannot
A person who is brave enough to rant on Twitter publicly
Should be brave enough to admit what she posted also
Don't hide yourself, it's your page anyway.

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

I met an ungrateful one

I met a lot of liars
I listened to their stories
pretending I believe them

I met several arrogant people
Rude and conceited
I try to understand them

Naughty boys are countless
If they are being funny and harmless
I forgive and laugh with them

Today, I met an ungrateful one
Someone not worth helping, someone not worth my time
With no hesitation I still helped him

I spent my free time helping him
Only to be told that I hate him
And that my intention was to fail him

Such an ungrateful one
If he only knew what I did for him
Maybe he would appreciate my help

I pity this ungrateful boy
His future might not be good
A man with no manners is not a man at all

I know I will see him again
If I don't smile, don't blame me
I just want to hear a thank you from him

When I help I should not expect anything in return
For not everyone is blessed with a good character
If thank you cannot be said, saying sorry is enough