THE LIFELESS HOPE
Standing in the midnight,polishing my thought how it should be made well. Letting go my flaws,my blemish seems like a dark wine why must our parents think all we need it's education to be alright. While some graduates are like a lost souls in a desert cos they can't make the ends meet. Govt fooling us and we all rented our necks in d classroom like a withered plants why our parents minds hold it's on a wrong place while d right place could have seemed nice. We should have been taught on how we
