Lea's Hope
Once upon a time, Lea was a girl
Driving under poverty, crying in the dark
Watching the twinkling stars, thinking of life -
There's no ending of tears, no ending of fears
The soul seems its flying away from heart
All the time crying, trying to find a little peace
But Instead, its just suffering
What no one can ever believe
Trying hard to understand
But stayed there with blanked eyes
The hard times, the hard times, the hard times
Under poverty
Will ever be an end of it?
" Why the life is so complicated?"
Lea's innocent soul asked to brain
The answer is just a I don't know!
But the soul's hard time seems never ending
Once it recover from it, there's another starts
It's just keep going but there's a hope on everything
And that hope made Lea's soul alive.
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