09-11-2020
Monday
It all happens to me that,
Nothing turns out to be right.
People mock at me
For no reasons at all.

I sleep under the trees
Where the sky lay above me.
Sometimes, I fall asleep by the filthy drains.
Because I got no place to call a home,anymore.

I don't drink to prove my weakness.
Nor to show I got money.
People embarrass and curse me in public.
All they think is I am worthless.

I had a life too,
Where the colorful moments painted my life....