I am afraid
In this state of no aid
I live without a pay
I am like a thorn page
swing on rampage
At this my own age,
there is no where to receive courage
million times I am discourage
because suitation is savage
I have no food store to open gate
my lonlyness always update

I am afraid
my smiles are band
my joy is hard and sad
I am relay getting mad
in this state of no Dad
no land
Really I feel so sad
I don't understand
how my faith stand
may God give me aid
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