Looking Up. (July 15,1999 / Barinas)

There's someone sitting at the corner of the room,
The one staring at the cold gloom.
Where light encounters its doom, Sun disappears and meets the night,
Stars accompany Moon, but there's no one in Sun's sight.

The boy with destroyed hopes, scarcity of love and affection,
The girl with sentimental slopes, seeking her own reflection.
The guy that wanted nothing but someone to talk with, someone to share,
She that desired the opinion of others as if, at her they stared.

When you see the child with low sight, empty hopes- no might,
Where darkness stays to never take flight, flat slopes-stay the night.
Darkness teeming walls in webs of dispair, no tools- nor way to repair,
Neglecting the love of a place to share, a jewel- a heart to be there.

Feeling like the absence of a ghost, an empty space- wanting the most,
Someone at your side that you chose, a comfort place- from it boast.
The misuse of a heart is a complete sin, staying far- a lost fight,
With sweet words raise his chin, be the stars- at Sun's side.

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Are you happy?
Keep your luck.
Are you lost?
Keep Looking Up.