Lonely in this dark world full of crowd,
No happiness, no joy, and nothing to proud.
In a crowdy world, I’m all alone,
Millions of people but I have none.
I have totally lost my mother’s essence,
And even missing father’s presence.
Alone in this world, full of hatred,
Well! That’s my fate, which will never be ended.
Striving alone, none to help me.,
“My dear child” nobody to call me.
Struggling to the fears and doing my best,
Endeavoring and fighting for the rest.
I always weep why people don’t care me,
Sometimes even think my parents never loved me.
I don’t have any introduction;who I’m
And the world doesn’t accept me for what I’m.
Seeking my parents to constitute my bold,
Searching them to colour up my black and white world.
Am I thinking too much about it?
Oh! Almighty, tell me when will I meet.