In our eyes
The sun rises every day
it's called daytime
The sun sets every day
it's called night
The sky is the sun's protective umbrella
Big trees are a habitat for birds
Then where is my home?
A child who longs to be loved
Everyone should be born with a family
But where do you exist in my home?
I used to be a child of a family too
But why do you still don't want me?
That year I met you
That day you adopted me
But why do you push me away again?
Dad, I wish you happiness
Maybe this title? It never belonged to me
Old Ford: DP
Intention: family, friendship, love