People are selfish,
even the mother who tend her son to take care of her

Greed is inevitable,
just like the old guy who steals money for family

Honestly is cuts like cruelty,
which made women reject hopeful man due to her lover

Betrayal is part of nature,
in which young bird is fling out of nest to fly carelessly

But,

We protect bonds,
even the son tends his mother, who sacrificed her life for him

We still let go of dignity,
just like the old guy who was beaten for feeding his family

We still seek truth,
which made grown boy find someone to accept his love

We still realize the importance of action,
in which young seagull catch fish with his flight

Thus we still hope for tomorrow in which we will live

Why was I born with lesser love unlike those who were born with same flesh as me for which I sob
Why was I born, to be hated for something I can't control but for others it's like they are destined to loved for
The belief to be lived out of no obsession is gotten buried into tatrus which doesn't open for liars
The duck that seeked big wings to make him touch the sky is drowning in pond of deep despair in which he lo longer vow
The roach that helped other to cleanse their guilt is now killed for being filthy which till his last breath couldn't seem to know
The motherly earth which is full of unjust still believes in fakes smiles and hope for love and kindness that will everyone desire
I guess I will never know the  unfair reason to for which I was born but one that is certain that child that had giggle of love now crys every time