He has an ache to be something,
a fire inside him that's burning.
He's struggling for the unknown.
He sees no future, he sees no hope.
Still he's struggling for an undefined goal.
And it may sound stupid and seem vain
but trust me when I tell you that he's going to make it.
Someday, maybe not today.
But someday he'll be known by his name;
the guy who never gave up,
a guy who earned it.
A guy who did it even when he turned blind.
A guy who surpassed everything with a smile.

He's struggling
and he'll emerge as the first ray of light
that sends away the darkness
giving the little bud a new life.