When I was born
My mother has told
To assign me one weird name.
It completed the wall
Between me and whole world
It crashed my will and left me the blamed.
Then she had left me
All on my own
With this crazy world rushing by.
My lovers were deaf
I had no friends, but a fraud
I was given a weird name
Of Y.
I'm not the portrait of nobelty
And I'm not really guilty at all,
You know,
When they're using their favorite game
Of words with mentioning my weird name
My soul dissolves in salty tears
And then nightmares turn to real fears.
There is no one to hold me up
And to fill a gap in my heart
With a word of something good.
Y, I love you.
Why you're so sad?
Y, you're my friend.
Why you turned mad?
Y, your mother loves you
And your father appreciates.
Y, you are alive
Not turning to mad.
And I could laugh at it,
If it wasn't so sad.
Has I deserved all that
The moment, I born?
