Who truly was I?
Am I born to one parent?
My origin is beyond my comprehension.
I am dissatisfied.
Yet I look satisfied.
What is leading me to misery?
I am unable to have anything as mine.
Where do I come from truly?
Because nature is cheating me.
I am oppressed. But no one sees it that way.
An independent life is beyond my reach.
My caretakers have become many.
Who would save them and rescue them as well?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem