#WritcoPoemChallenge
My life is an open book,
That led me through every nook,
And every corner of discovery,
With me facing all sorts of agony,
And being viewed as a crook.

At first, I thought it would have no destination.
I saw everything to my destiny as a premonition.
I thought I wouldn't succeed, but I had the ambition.
But unwillingly,I said it was just an incarnation.

I was always in the hands of my enemies.
They had always made me go on my...