Life tell me please
Why do you teach me lessons with pain?
Why teachers are so rude?
Why  subjects are cruel?
Why classes so envy?
Why I study here?
I really want to study in  another century.
Not this time
Not these people
Not this place

I lost myself to earn money for a living.
I lost myself to hear how people say bad words to me.
I  lost myself to look for people who support me.
I lost myself to change good characters into bad,
Why?
Because of that
Society, people, time, everything want to it
I lost myself to be like others.
I lost myself to  find out fair

If I were a rich person, I wouldn’t be so strict
If I wasn’t enough problems, I could dream a lot.
If I  didn’t earn a living, My heart wouldn’t be  stone
If I lived  like  a princess, I would be so polite
If i was born in a rich family, I wouldn’t work so much time
If I lived in another century:
My soul wouldn’t cry a lot;
My kindness wouldn’t change into ice;
My brain wouldn’t be tired;
So  many pains in my life.