Unlucky People

Poor people doesn't know the pleasure of writing,

Writings maybe about the rain or the King,

Poor people see as a small piece of sting, 

They see us as a monster running after ting,

But they doesn't know the pleasure of writing.~

Poor people doesn't know the world we make,

They say please stop writing for God's sake,

They say imagination cannot relate to the world because they are sense of fake,

They feel writing a book is a piece of cake,

Still people doesn't know the world we make.