I Miss myself in thousand smiling faces.
I miss myself in crowd of hundred walking
legs.
I want to smile like a queen does.
I want to make history like a scientist
does.
I always want to know what I can do
I say things, which I meant too.
People blame me for not being good at
anything.
They never poked my heart for single time.
I feel of standing at some position in
life.
So one can say She’s the lover of life.
I want to feel every single drop of tear
with a smile.
Life teaches me a lesson with every mistake
of mine.
But I always become a loser in front of my
eyes.
I try to stand up again all alone.
But again I fall with lost hope.
I feel like seeing life with more
interesting ways.
But I always lose everything in a single
jerk.
I don’t know what words meant for someone.
They are the strongest weapons for loved
ones.
First word will pinch you at first.
Second will break you down once and for
all.
My identity I so want to create
That the proud I feel for myself
And for other I don’t care.
I do well for the lonesome.
By the support and care I can provide.
I feel those happy faces near me.
I feel like a little angel for my sweet
buddies.
I will gather my strength to answer My
Lord.
I did his work with my purest heart.
I will prove myself as lover of life.
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