in the face of danger he stays calm, when put a challenge he goes head on, when there is hate he loves, when the shadows of life come to bring him down he smiles, in the darkest of times he holds his up high, he seems so strong yet he has a secret, when hes alone he cries bled of feelings, torn from his emotions knowing only pain and sorrow, yet he does not flinch in front of others where does he draw his strength from, is it his courage his confidence, no its from his weakness, from all the things that hurt him, because al he longs for is not money or power or fame, all he requires is friends and family and someone to love, that why he fights on thats why he hasn't quit , so who is this person? he who smiles in pain and loves when there's hate? this person is my, no matter my pain no matter my sorrows the smiles of others is what drive me, my pain is irrelevant as long as i can make others forget theirs-memoirs of my self (this is the only poem about me)
