Conflict
Waiting for my sun’s bright
I feel blind
Unable to see the light
I’ve never felt that kind
Of feeling where you lost your sight
Traces of hope you cannot find
My mind and heart’s desires each other fight
Watching my slow slide
Staring at my dream’s height,
which are very far as a kite
Thus, realising my life’s snide
That takes some people’s right
Torturing others by its tide
Making their chance to live very tight
Unfortunately, only the kind
Who are in plight
And all the time had been put aside
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