writing

Before, how long ago,
Don't remember, don't really know.
I admit, I was angry may be at people.
Someone didn't say or do what I wanted.
May be I was spoiled a bit,
May be that's all we want,
Have everything on golden plate.
Then I thought,
They are all people
With life, dreams and hope.
Sometimes things are not easy.
I am people too.
Think of this way,
When I become famous writer
I will give you everything
(Don't say, what newer).
Whiles ago I thought
I would be stuck ...
Still I am moving on (slow).
Okay

Irina