A Pessimist's View On Life
Some people don't know
and Some really don't show
what they really mean...
Or what they've really seen
But who can really say,
Which way to go? ...Oh! which way?
No one acknowledges my ingenuity...
My talent or my Genuinity
Oh! The World is full of cheats...
And as I walk through the streets
I walk alone and dry my tears
Both glad and sad that no one hears!
Oh! The World is filled with vile thieves!
No one cares whether one lives or leaves!
My heart is scarred with wounds of betrayal...
Of life...This is my Portrayal! ! !