My Body
A mistake always teased me,
And I feel anger,
When
Children come to annoy me.
Am I getting old?
Why am I so unhappy?
Is it a fact of time?
Nature wants to live in peace.
When children make noise,
When birds make a loud sound,
When aeroplane passes to the sky,
A noise pollution seems as s bomb shell.
I can’t fight with anyone,
My body always feels rest,
Why people are so fantasy,
Never care for others.
I was never so tired,
When I was young,
Always worked hard,
And liked high volume music.
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