23 grudnia 2011
Someday
Trying to escape from the land of poverty
But they won’t let me across the border
I am divorced from love
And married to sorrow
Life is a battle and I have armour
So survival keeps getting harder and harder
It’s like trying to win a race
While wearing concrete shoes
I am so low that even the bottom seems high
Success eludes me no matter how hard I try
Submerged in agony but still I dare to hope
Someday I shall have the things I desire
Someday the creator will answer my prayer
Someday I shall break free
And become the person I was born to be
Or I shall die trying…
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