May I be the roaring sea or the still moon by myself,
May I burn like the fire
Or be ashes myself,
May I be strong as the earth or fall through the cracks of a quake myself,
May I be the breeze of spring or the storm afterwards,
May I be the high held home of angels or the hell of demons.
May I be the cute little girl with lasting peace or an adult with lost piece,
How am I to live……
………is to live the way I want.
by Kirthika Suresh, Chennai