I don't know why...

My heart is bearing much more pain
That I am dropping my tears as rain

No one is going to care about my heart
They are treating it as a playing cart

In my life, people have brought night
Rather than speak well, they just fight

While surviving, I have been crying too
No one can understand this even you

In life, I gave, to all, the last chance
But on my head, all started to dance

Sometimes, I don't know why
People looks at me as a poor guy

I am not a poor but I am a shy
And I will be like this till I die