We are sad kids with a happy face
We are born sinners without a grace
Our paths may be different but we're one
The unfortunate survives, the fortunate will be done
We walk through this river, never look back
One steps in the water, one steps on the rocks
The pain may be shallow but it's okay
No one will ever understand anyway
The future is far and blurry
The destination is already dark, unbeauty
The moon is there but it's already cloudy
Rain is coming and will pour only through me
Thunders roar, raining, and adults told me
We all experience the hardships, you see
The tears coming out like river from my eyes
But I didn't dare to complain and just smiled
The green grass grows because of the rain
But the yellow ones will still be in pain
Even the rain stops and the sun shines
The yellow will never stand up even there's light
I hope one day we all rest in a paradise
Where no one judges us, compare, then criticize
We hope that we're humans like anybody else
And replace the sins we never committed with the world's grace
BINABASA MO ANG
Drafts of the Soul
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