for i have been alone the whole of my life,
i wait for the day for the one to arrive,
the one whom i missed is gone i don't know where,
im the bee in the whole earth the hive.
I fly and fly to search fir a friend,
so that it seems that the pig is to offend,
no one in the world does not know me,
makes me feel weird for my life to append.
Search and search does my body do,
for my heart to cry and mad to be true,
the soul is alone but fearless like a tiger,
so am i thinking single as i was taught.
In life that i experienced in the hell in the heaven,
i found my friend at last it was death.
The micelles friend awaits for me to come,
for fearing it not i go through my life.
Endless it seems this puny life of mine,
for when will it shine never will it be,
tells me everyone the same sentence to me,
hence i am waiting for the freedom of life.