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Scrolling on my cellphone and listening to the music plays.  

<center>*"There are days when I wake up and I don't know what I am doing here".*</center>

 Is the first phrase of the song, *"Beautiful"*, by Ben Rector. I was blown away by his lyrics it suited me.... 

I'm already 31 years of age but still I don't even know what is my purpose yet. I think, I am ugly too co'z no one cares for me. Unrecognizable by many and invinsible by others. Sometimes, I even got to stared at myself in the mirror.  And there was a day when I was free, not a care that I could see. I couldn't bare this happening. I wish I can turn back the hands of  time when I was sixteen. When nothing to be worried about. 


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Eventually, I thought that I may not even really good in my crafts. Since no one notice it. It's really hard on my part. The efforts that I  have had made its just like a dusty wind, fading..


Though I must have to push myself a little bit more. Dreaming and Aiming that in every ups and downs, the world is young. That I still have time to change everything, to fix it, to polish and to prove it to myself that I can make it. I have so much space to lurk around.. have freedom... have enjoyment. Make the best out of me. Be broad, be narrow. 

The changes is starts with me! 

To be valued, I must need to value myself first. I am beautiful no matter what they say.