-the dawn-

I keep the faith that I might see the sunshine

far behind the mountain of flee.

Leaves bending from left to right

as the strong winds started to held them through.

Oh, a broken promises made just to reached the place.

I've walked a thousand miles and I got bruised on my knees.

I cried so hard till I run out of breathe but I must go.

Thousands of fruits and river streams

I've seen but none of them quenches the thirst

and loneliness I've felt from with in.

I talk to tress, flowers and bees begging

to witness the truth from all the lies..

yet there were no answers heard from them

and so i bid goodbye and run so fast..

I got tired so I learned how to hide..