Being a poor is not easy,
I wish you can walk by my shoes so you can see.
How i tried so hard to make us free.
In this prison of poverty.
I want new clothes, but i cant afford,
Or buy a jacket for a winter cold.
My money were just enough for food,
The only thing i have is this word.
There's a rainbow after every storm,
It will make me better and strong.
The sun will surely rise very soon,
It will make the garden of flowers bloom.
I am a poor but has a dream,
Poverty is not a reason to give in.
In every struggle i may have been,
At end of it the price will be given.
I'll pursue my dream whatever it takes,
Even all i have will be at stake.
I'll do my best, all i could make,
For my family and future's sake.
