My Travel

It has been years I left home. Living abroad, I have met so many people. I have learnt a lot about life and friendships. I have learnt how to take care of myself. And I have grown up here in Canada. I was 16 years old when I first arrived in Canada. Six years now, six years now.

I have come to meet new people and lost connections with the ones from back home. I have come to build my own dreams. I have realized that I want to do something big with my life. I want to help constructing this world, building a better future for the next generation. Yeah, it is such a dream that I have.

But, somewhere along the road, I miss home. I miss everyone that I left and I miss everyone who leaves. But, my mind has to be strong, I can't stop now, I am halfway into career world. I am almost there, I am almost there. If I stop now, then everything will be in vain. I wasn't born to be in vain, I was born to save the world.

So, my travel shouldn't stop here. I have to keep travelling... One day, I will find home and that's when I will settle. But, not now, not now...