The morning light
In front of the school gate
There Is a wall
The morning light dawns upon the wall
One day, why I look up
The wall represent my disability
Even if I scream aloud, or cry out,
It won’t disappear
But, at the moment that the sun is shining
Doesn’t it also shine on this wall?
So, even if it’s me
It seems like I’ll be able to find it
I will go and find it!
To stop my pace, and live in the present
Even though there will be a day,
That I will lose it
Isn’t it great thah I could passon a dream
That I hat to give up?