Deserted Child
Friends do not laugh at me
Walking barefooted to school
It is not an option to choose
Only that they have no pride in me
Friends don't look down on me
Even if I am wearing these tattered clothes
We are equally the same this proof I can give it to you
Let's wait for a test and solve our differences
Friends bear with me -though
If I keep borrowing your pens
Don't even dare to ask me
When shall I buy my own?
Friends if you see me begging in town
I am not really proud at it
I really hate myself to dip into your parents' pocket
And being helpless and being so lazy
Friends if you see me doing a piece of work
That does not even seems to suit me
I really have nothing to do
I have to, no matter what it takes
Friends I envy you for borne from humans
I mean it and I advise you not to be so rude
Don't ask me where are my aliens
I tell you they are brainless humans so similar though
They are not locked in the wooden box down there
They are still roaming on this planet so free
But they have nothing to do with me
They don't really understand how I existed
They say I am a sudden stranger
A wit of their mistempered little joys
But no burning passion just a pleasure
Who even told me to rush to my freedom?
Buy I have passion I have a goal
I mean I really have a dream
To soar into the sky
And see the world beyond
I pray to heavens everyday
To keep them both -though
To witness our destined fate
I mean to see my bad luck turning around
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