My Time

I am racing my heartbeats; I am chasing my breath.

I wish for white roses wrapped on my wreath.

I am rebelling against my thoughts; I am resisting my dreams,

I am betraying my life, and now I am cheating death.

Hopes are high; ambitions are abundant.

I wish my efforts get famous and elegant.

I am countering with my pride; I am resenting my fears.

I am crusading my emotions; I am questioning the excellent.

Luck is frivolous; time is dark.

I wish for one tiny spark.

I am living on faith; I am feeding on prayers.

I am connecting no dots, yet I am leaving a mark.