AT THE END OF THE ROAD...

what has life planned for us?
what is at the end of the road?
what do i have to go through to reach my destination?

sometimes i sit and wonder.
why am i here?
do i deserve you?
who am i?
who are you?

all i want is that palace.
built with strong cement:trust.
decorated with beautful flowers:love
a gate thats so tall and a guard:loyalty
and with you living with me in the palace.

take me through the rough road.
hold my hands and never let go.
hold me tight and secure me.

help me carry the cement as we go along.
find me the best guard we can have.
and pick beautiful flowers with me.

the start of a new chapter in my life.

love,
princess hiesha