staring at the sky wondering why?
Why my life is full of lies?
Why is the world full of hatred surrounding me?
Why do they stare at me, staring with their straight eye, wondering why?
I cry when they hurt my feelings that leads into internal bleeding.
I wonder why? why? why? Am i still alive?
Would that make their soul free fly?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem