Unfortunate

If ever I die someday,

Then no one will lament for me in that way

For life hasn't given me anything;

That will make me feel soothing

Broken heart, depressed soul

In this world, what is my role?

Even friends cannot make me happy at all;

For now, I can clearly hear eternal's call

If this is to happen to me,

Then, I am glad about my gloomy destiny

There is nothing to cry about;

For, creatures like me are born to die.