I push daily,
Getting out of bed,
Brushing my teeth,
Going to college,
Trying to sleep.

It got tiring,
This cycle never ends,
I lost my face in the mirror,
Don’t even know who I am.

Miss the sky,
Stars shining all over it,
I think to myself sometimes,
Hoping that I will be apart of it,
My light being up there,
To guide the blind.