Future
the bright shine hurting my eyes in the night,
the tall cement scratching the sky,
my fear of never having the power to fight,
are ever green papers coming by?,
my dreams are high and gigantic,
but would i ever achieve it?
please god lead me to the right way,
i know i havent been following your ways,
i hope the future will be bright,
as bright as the shining night,
even though it scares me,
i will fight until im on my knee.
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