Being homeless is not my choise but I ended up here
I want to cuddle my doll with the warm bedcover on me
But there's nothing just the street
And I started questioning myself why am I here but there no one here to answer me
My stomach makes me a terrific noices to remind me that I need some food to live
But I don't get an opportunity to feed my stomach
I dono why people started hating me suddenly like I don't fit to live in this world
And then I realised that it just because I smells so bad
But remember that this is not my choice and I to wanted the normal life as you
Everyday I pray to have someone who takes care about me
But I only lefted out with the dark sky and twinkling stars around me
But I still believe for some miracle in my life
And everything will get changed one day
©niki_poems
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