feeling of a dead leaf
whose going to die
theres not much time left
to become a dry
its like i'm not getting anything
i'm not getting water
i'm not geting sun
i'm not getting food
to live in this crazy life
people loves to take me home
they loves to decorate their home with me
but forget give me what i love
i can't say anything
cause i'm not mine
i'm their property not mine
i'm far away from my friends whose mine
i don't feel free
as i feel in plant with everyday
look at the sky
they act so badly
badly then a dry desert
atleast there i can get sun
at somewhere people give me water
but here i'm dying and nobody cares
feeling of a dead
feeling of a dead leaf