With no real friends he hated his school,
filled with trust he always got fooled.
Never did his homework but honest he stood.

Neither was he rich nor was he cool ,
no student wanted to be with a fool.
Watching others enjoy lonley he stood,
when they ate from restaurants, some bread were his food.

Back to home how was the day they ask,
great as ever with a very good class.
Hearing his reply a smile they give,
giving him the love that makes him live.


© Achu