I endeavor myself and appreciate myself
For what I have been through, you must have been too
Every little steps and sweats along the way reminded me the path you once crossed.
I cherish and happily accept my fate
As I lean back and glance over my childhood living in poverty.
My fate has begun from every walk of life, starting on this new piece of land
The land of opportunity that many others have been dream of
Eighteen years have pass and I’m quietly become mature
Hope to keep fighting for this twisted life
School and family are precious
Time has passed while parents become old for what I value more
I resolve this moment in memory, I couldn’t hope for more
Life becomes more meaningful when love is in the air.