Comments about Wini Jose
I Dont Know
‘I don’t know’, I always do say,
From the time of my birth to this very day.
Sometimes I really hate the very sound of life,
What is it? Nothing but a big doleful strife.
Walking on this very rough road I am blamed for everything,
And appreciated for nothing.
Why is it that no one understands me?
And presents me with sorrow but no glee.
Why is it that everything I do is a mistake?