A blind man
Everyday that passes by i try to find the good in me
Whispering to the light within, a mellow soliloquy
How can i be so profound And yet to be found?
Lost in this world with no foundation
I was born poor but refuse mental starvation
My souls awake even with sleep deprivation
spirit doesn’t make money though
Now aint that a DAMN_NATION?
Whenever i look up at the sky i get a feeling in my chest
Will i fly or will i sink?
It’s a tough thing to digest
Nevertheless i keep my stride
Moving forward is all i know
For that you can thank my pride
If only the universe could be bribed
for i will fall deeper and deeper If success is not my bride…
-C.Valencia











