There was a boy, So jolly and pure. His words so soothing, It was a pleasing cure. Everyone loved him, His charm was such a lure. But little did he know, Bad days would come for sure
He lost his mother, He lost his smile. He went to a trauma, Couldn't recover for a while. His tears were flowing, Like the wide river Nile. Then he came to know, His life was such a vile.
Hated by his family, He endured till the end. Life sure was cruel, Happiness has truly bend. He wished to share this, To those who understand. He really needed someone, To give him a helping hand.
He sure is living, But a life without any aim. Each day he would hear, "To our family, you're such a shame". Every night he would question, "This cruel world, why have I came?" He had no choice, But to accept all the blame
Life can be good, But the worst is yet to come. It can make you helpless, It can make you numb, At times you feel worthless, At times you feel dumb, Yes this boy is me, This is my sorrow's sum.