am depressed,
it's like I never dressed ....
something reminds me of a golden opportunity I lost .
just because I couldn't concentrate ,I am lamenting !
this happened because of ignorance ,I am on the paying end,no light beyond the tunnel.
should I go ahead and hope for the impossible ?
should I turn back and loose?
no I should do something ....even the illuminated can't block me now...
agh! my agitation is the disgrace!
when will I get out of this satanic lock?
poverty bonds that can't allow me plan,even to buy a snack,
deep rooted right from my great granny ....was it to end like this!
I will face it anyway ,I want my hands to swell or sweat blood,
I won't give up.
I will die holding my pen,
perhaps it will bring my dream to reality!
it's me,working to defeat this situation already outdoing my brainy shell.
let me see !