2018 | The hills of indigo blue
We saw the fire
before we hear our names.
Where did this began in my heart.
The birth of something new,
came with the thought of dying
Not thirteen anymore.
Where we live to fight another day.
Where we fight to live another day.
Recollecting twenty eighteen.
I saw how I want to live
another year that overflow
into another year;
The fire I saw in my new initiative
before I start hearing my name.
Lets head westward,
towards the hills of indigo blue!