Who left me here
I was in bags,I was on desks
I don’t need a pavement to wait for my death
I knew stupid stories,I knew some songs
I knew stupid drawings and lyrics to sing along
But who left me here ?
Thrown out of a window or this sort of things
That’s why I’m here,that’s why I’m crying
The street is not pleasant,who has invented the car ?
I have no present,no lucky star
I can serve evil,I can serve anybody
I can serve people who want to pick me
But who left me here ?
You know I can’t sleep
The city is too noisy
And the place where I’m sitting
Keeps scarying me
I was on the best desk
With amazing wood
Now,I don’t have any nest
And no light apart from the moon’s
But who left me here ?
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