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