Living in darkness,
Blind to understand.
Hoping to know what’s happening,
Not in belief, people who love me turned to discrete.

I’m like an innocent child.
Lost,
Faded knowledge.
Following what’s no best.

Smiling when the sky is blue ,
Rising sun, happy flow.
Sunsets am blue.
Black rivers flowing out of my eyes,
As poison leeks on the floor.

I die little by little, no one knows.

By:Zoulaikha