♣Bad life♣

Life is something so hard,
Love is something so rare.

When I was a child,
I used to play as an angel,
To fly without wings;
With an innocent soul-I was.

Life is something so hard,
Love is something so rare.

I dreamt of a family
In which we are together-forever,
Full of happiness, tenderness,
And love

Life is something so hard,
Love is something so rare.

I saw my parents fighting,
I saw them all the time..
Staying alone and crying
And asking my self:
Why? Why? And why?

Once-A day,
I heard a strange voice telling me:
"Life is something so hard,
Love is something so rare."

Whom can I support,
My MUM or my DAD?
But I love them both..

Life is something so hard,
Love is something so rare.