The world is grey,
I lived another day.
I feel like a banished king,
Thrown into the battle ring.
This poor pointless life I live,
All the useless effort I give.
But yet, I find beauty in the world,
Because the orphan ******* the street dances and twirls.
Life may look hopeless and grim,
But don’t give in, don’t cut your limbs.
The world may look somber,
Just remember, others have it harder.