My orbs has seen the sky
and you said it was blindness.
That my youth will distort my fate,
I was speechless.
I tried whispering my cries to your ears,
I reached and it was honest.
That once my soul speaked to me,
That she knew who i was.
You were squinting,
more firm, more definite.
You said my mind was like a plain,
and 'twas cloudy.
You told me to wait until its a clear day.
I had to wait until its a clear day.
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 9:25 PM UTC
My orbs has seen the sky
and you said it was blindness.
That my youth will distort my fate,
I was speechless.
I tried whispering my cries to your ears,
I reached and it was honest.
That once my soul speaked to me,
That she knew who i was.
You were squinting,
more firm, more definite.
You said my mind was like a plain,
and 'twas cloudy.
You told me to wait until its a clear day.
I had to wait until its a clear day.
