Who is this person that succumbs?
What made me sacrifice for them?
Where did the darkness surface from?
When did my wisdom become dumb?
Why do I always feel so numb?
How did I form into a crumb?
Who has to struggle everyday?
What made the sky turn heather gray?
Where do sad hearts go to decay?
When did smiles leave and grimace stay?
Why does life have to be this way?
How did all hope just run away?
Who has to turn this life around?
What will it take to make goals sound?
Where can all lost wishes be found?
When will I jump up off the ground?
Why does each thought feel more profound?
How can I force joys to compound?
Who silently stares from your eyes?
What tugs your heart from deep inside?
Where can you find your best ally?
When will you acknowledge your prize?
Why do you see through all disguise?
How do your feelings always rise?
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy