I stand alone, my feet apart
I am the master of my heart
My head held high, shoulders squared
It matters not my soul I've bared

For through this life just once I'll tread
And only by me can my soul be fed
I rise each day and greet the dawn
And gather strength to carry on

I know myself both weak and strong
That in this world I'll not be long
I will not live for a never "someday"
For that is not living anyway

This day is mine for better or worse
There is not time in life to rehearse
I'll live it in the here and now
And find myself somewhere, somehow

ŠJanet Mifsud