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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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