This wicked world,
Is where I grew up.
Hated the crowd,
But I don't give up.
People stab me right in the heart,
And act like they are hurt.
Feeling this for ages,
Been living in the cages.

Do people see me like a rock?
Because all they do is mock.
Is it just the rain,
That cries with me and my pain?
This fake smile is fooling me too,
Why does sadness stay with me like glue?

The cloud turned dark again,
It has been years since it was sane.
The wind took it away,
But it still hasn't found its way.
Asked the moon, asked the sun,
Couldn't figure out why its the only sad one.
Day by day it's heart felt so weight,
Found no happiness, it couldn't even blame it's fate...

I get no replies of smiles,
I walkthrough a bunch of colourless miles....

Was I made from a broken vessel?
Why is my life like a jigsaw puzzle?

Those clouds near me just give up a thunder,
Feeling so down, did I ever do a blunder?