Still sleeping just to dream
But the reality always screams
Telling me that i still cant
But my heart really wants
Hoping that when i wake up
There's nothing more i need to cope up
For it's the dream that i've always dream
Even if for me, it is not meant
Have been searching for the brightest star
It doesn't help but it leaves a scan
I can't take counting my hair's strands
When can my hands touch the skies
Have i done something aside from cries?
Are my labors not enough?
Or is it me who is not tough?