Sad life of mine.

                           My life ever
There is no desire/enthusiasm,not any fancy/emotion for living in life,
What is my life like as cutted kite,Once cut it will fall from sky is such way.

The world never looked to me so I don't have anybody's company,
Nor anybody's association/friendship/love/guardian for me.

I couldn't cried by hugging because this sorrow is still with me,
Ohh god, what should I devote you for getting these all.

In reality,I am the shadow of fall, I am the mirror of tears,
This is my look, this is my color and this is my identification.