Knock-knock
Who's there?
Leave it, you do not care..
Say what?..
The moment we do any blunder
You torture us with hunter
We always show loyalty
But there are more cases of your cruelty
"Came from my mother's womb
Thinking I would love it,
Beaten me, separated me & all I saw was doom"
"From Ambanis to Jonas
I became a mere piece of showiness"
We know you're more fit
I guess this is why you still refer us with "it"
Inhuman to us in many ways
Thus our number decreases on new days
Did neglections, rituals and even rapes
A mankind so contaminated
by people without capes..

Hey, is anyone there?
Some messiah to make everything fair..
Help! I need my colourful life back
Just give it even through a prism
Cause i still remember that black cataclysm
So young not even aware
Like a seed plucked without any care
My petite knowledge left him free
Kept doing it on an ungrown tree..
"For christ's sake stop it"
Oh god! make him detain
Cause i want to live my colourful life again
Please before it's too late
Crawling up, my suicidal fate...