Chances

The greatest gift I've ever had,
The chance to live and still survive;
The chance to breathe and understand,
The worth of life that lies behind.

Of all the things I have to ask,
Do I exist because of chance?
Or tend to fill the emptiness,
What lies ahead in joys and tears?

My mind is filled with chance to choose,
Between the paths of ill and good;
This freedom should not be abused,
Or life's sorrow I will uphold.

When chance to succeed comes my way,
It must not end in vanity;
Follow my dreams, where it should be,
Without getting drifted away.

I wish that I had chance to learn,
The simplest way to ease the pain;
But chance to endure life's burden,
Can give the strength I should maintain.

While there's a chance for me to change,
Learn to forgive, repent my sins;
Make the best of things that remain,
Life is short for me to regain.