Why Am I Treated For Nothing Then Less? Is It Because I Dropped Out Of High School And Never Hung An Award On A Wall Or Is It Because A Lack Of A College Degree Proved My Illiteracy?

Is It Because We Are Thought To Be A Prisoner of Acceptance. Reasons Why Education Is No Longer Profound. Is That The Reason Why Graduates Can't Be What They Paid For?

If A Piece Of A Paper Ever Defined Me. Let It Be Wrote In My Own Pain

I Cry Myself To Sleep And I Wonder If The T.V. Is Loud Enough To Hide My Pain. Drinking Everyday Hoping It Helps Me Hear Your Voice Again.

Tu ausencia es mi dulce despertar
Te necesito dejar como el extrañar
ocupándote mas que a mi mismo
Mi ser no tengo
Eres
Dulce soledad que me alimenta
Despierto dormido aveces soñándote
Los días son tus dedicaciones
Asimilando lo frío del tiempo
Las carencia de tu silencio venero
Triste porque no puedo comprar tus sueños
Abrigado por un eterno lamento
que mañana llegará pidiendo
El sueño de tus días del ayer