I feel myself just like a lion cub which too used to be straying around downtown. nature is still nature for I won't go too far from who I am supposed to be. I am not tame, just not wild enough. I roar too, just not loud enough. What am I really doing now is to survive.
I am still fresh and timid, even a cat will beat me down anytime they want to. Falling is just the beginning of every success. As all the wild kids need to be trained wild from real battles. So I believe that one day, I will be standing on the peak and roar as loud as the world could hear.
I wont bite and I wont avenge. The day I become strong and tough will be the day I return to my kingdom. Returning home is not a dream, but a mission. Struggling hopping and roaring, one day I will be there to be put the throne on. My shield will he called Wisdom and my sword will be named Courage. I believe that God always has His plan on every outstanding ones. Thanks!:-)
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