Orchid...

There's a sweet smile on your face

Within you, inside, there's a storm about to break

Be gentle and humble to yourself

The world smiles back to you even when you are in hell

Your pain, your trouble, you want to be alone

You're a big girl in this worldly home.

You have no one you can call your own

There're always people with a fake face, Malone

Still, you fight to daily struggles

Loneliness is caught you in it seriously

No matter how much you break free

You are a crowd to somebody

There're people who call it on your stars

Which can be revived to pagan avatars

They an incarnation of one source

One less competent than the previous course

Yet girl you are still alive, 

There is a fragrance of orchid in you, child

You want to make the world a better place

But the mere help to others seem; incompetent disgrace

Yet lord mighty has a ray of hope

Your world isn't a dark envelope

There're stars, sun, moon, joyous cries

Lord God is with you; you are in his stride

So just walk the path, have a goal to be

You're are on the pedestal of life

Every move is judged by the people's eye

Runaway from this world to a foreign place

Where race, caste and religion have no trace

Where you like with your intent and attitude

There're many places you can retort to a life anew