Why me?why me? Life is full of pain, life is full of hurt things, and again life is full of joy,in life we live with risk.i was a little boy with both parents mum and dad.i was in warm,comfortable and care hands.grow with respect,bt now im alone. why me? Why me? All kids they have their parents but is only me who is different from them.i still need parents because im still young in age but my time has been past away.i still ask my self why me? Why me?
