viernes, 22 de noviembre de 2013

HOPE.

There is no way
You find the way out
The labyrinth has no ending
no starting and no source 

It doesn't depend on racism
But you keep seeing all your horizon black
No matter how hard you try
Justice hand will reach you, and bring u back

No one seems to notice your glance is lost
falling down from your teary eyes
Nowhere to go, nothing to look at
Even your shadow refuses to cover your back

Wake up and walk
Turn round and assume it is over
As nobody will stop through you and show any pity
Wipe away the crumbs, u need to look sober