Left out...

hi!!!

Morning shines,
It's time to open up my eyes,
To see the world of thousand lies,
Accompanied by the flying flies.

I am one of the mice,
Hence, people won't treat me nice,
All I hope is a bowl of rice,
Day by day I am shrinking in size.

Travelling with an aching neck,
No longer the man before I got sacked,
He got jacked and I got the whack,
I covered but I left out my back.

Hair is getting longer,
Skin is getting darker,
Of course I am getting older,
For everything, I am always a loser.

Always and always a loner,

Fighting against hunger,

Hoping tomorrow will be better.
This is the life of a beggar...


-steam-