In a world full of hate, I craved for love.
In a heart filled with lies, I seek the truth.
With eyes drained with tears, I'm blinded.
When will someone listen to a tiny voice like mine?
I've searched for answers I can't seem to find.
So, I looked up in the sky.
From a distance he looked back.
They say he always listens.
Just waiting for the right time and moment.
Then he'll grant a wish.
It's sometimes not the one I'll expect or wanted but the one I need.
Sometimes my unanswered prayers are his greatest gifts.

© Kalingayan Bayani