LIfe will always knock me down...
But I can choose to get back up...
I ain't the pretty face in town...
Neither a cheap steak which can't be sold out...
I'm always a friend...
but you never make me feel like one...
just a stranger who tying to fit in...
anyway, I shall not complain...
may be I was caught in refrain...
I shall treat you with honor and respect...
Because that's what I choose to be....
"retrospect of my past 2009"
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