My life is a sad place
It is hard to trace
It's like a race
But in a slow pace
If you would to take a walk in my shoes
You would see how horrible it is
People always leaving
People always picking
My life is a dreadful thing
It is as if I don't even exist to no one
I am just a gust of wind
Passing through the streets
My life is like no other
I am always depressed
I am always crying
About my weight and face
My life is cruel and shameful
But that is how my Father in heaven made it
but as the saying goes, "Good things come to those who wait."
So that is my life
