Bringing Up The World
Bringing Up The World
I live in this world, And I live without a soul.
Yes, I am hollow by heart–
As this is what I know from others.
They say I live in disgrace,
Yet they don't know my amount of stress.
I was broken down, not once or twice
But by this world a million times.
I always leave alone—As that is how I have grown;
I have gone through a million problems by now
For I am a girl and I don't know how.
Tried to have relations with people,
But later knew they wanted to break me and giggle.
But anyhow, I have to live,
And on and on I have to give
The best of me to this life,
With my efforts to save the lonely wife.
I have lived and so will do
To make this world a wonderloo;
I haven't given up yet
As it's my work to break the suffocating net.
Since, time and again
I have worked.
Worked and worked but I won't give up.
As these are the pieces of me
Bringing up the world.