one day i would travel round the world,
from paris to spain.
one day i would go to new york,
and shop till i go insane.
one day i would become a fashion designer,
and ill present my collections in fashion weeks.
one day i would be a top runner,
running at incredible speeds.
one day i would stand on a cliff,
and face the vast oceans.
one day i would watch the sun,
setting on the beautiful horizon.
one day i would meet curtis,
and i'll get him to cook for me.
one day i would get married,
and live very happily.
one day i would return to Philippines,
to meet the children once more.
one day i would go to africa,
to help the hungry, thirsty and sore.
but what if one day...
i was walking...
and a car came and banged me down.
in the next split seconds...
all these 'one-day-i-would'' would just
fade away,
disappear,
become unimportant.
it would not be 'one-day-i-would',
but 'what-about-now'.
and then it ends here, its over.
thats how fragile life is.
