1st of September
It came to me once again, We're still far from where we've been. What happened to once we called inocence, For believing every promise were as easy as ABC. Days ran wild and fast, The sun conquered the rains, The rain washed out every small thing we gained. Today I will wake up to what they call hope. Today I will use faith for me to cope. Maybe one thing's still unsure. But today and the coming days, I will endure.









