Why?

We can't chose where to born.

We can't chose where to be.

We can't chose where to live. 

We can't chose who to love.

We can't make the person

We love to love us back.

We can't chose to be the winner.

We can't chose to live forever.

We can't chose to live with the person we love.

We can't chose to be  weather. 

We can't chose to Lucky.

We can't chose to be SuperStar.

We can't chose to be smart.

We can't chose to be handsome or pretty like other.

So we will be the one got bully because the way we look.

So we don't have to change.

But the only thing we do now are.

Who we chose to be?

 

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