My Shy
I have no such dream that can fly me.
I have no such matter, which can rely me.
If food is a matter who cares for it,
If wearing is n’t better who pays for it,
If you understand better gain it, try me.
Your blames have flames anybody can do,
Those did not have concern they are also through,
You feel nervous, are you sure that is cry me?
If my master isn’t happy, how can I gain?
If nobody will change a nappy how cry should lain?
A child understands love, that’s shy me.
Why is a child innocent if he has affection?
Why he understands, only love is his direction.
You blame me poor that’s my love does not lie me.
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