In jail time I found myself in,
Captivated by the illusion of the night.
My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of death.
I know there was hope but I could not see her.
The obscurity of the night filled with joy my room,
Knowing that there was nothing I can do.
I can see him laughing at my solitude.
But I couldn't hold it more, I stood up like Samson,
And faith became a reason of my own.
Finally I see her coming, intrigued with her smile.
She pretended to be lost,but no my hope has been found.
I though she did not exist, but she's a very vital need.
Don't be negative in life because you are hopeless.
Live life because is worth it.