Don’t tell me there is no such thing as miracles,
I can feel my own heart beating.
Don’t say I wasn’t created,
My body is a perfect machine.
Don’t tell me there is nothing to believe in.
For breathing isn’t easy.
And don’t say there is nothing to live for.
My mind is my own best friend.
And when it finally goes,
these vibrant thoughts will still live on.
I will create until the end of time.
Even when I cannot share my words,
I will carry on those memories.
The ones that never die.