Poetry

lonely boy

Gilbert Huang Myself
Gilbert Huang

Who am I, am I just a lonely boy?
When I am lonely I feel wild.
Does nobody want me?
Or do I have to stay here forever?
Well, I will be crashed by a car?
What shall I do.
I need a real life!
I am very far to become a normal boy.

Gilbert Huang Lonely Boy
Gilbert Huang, 9
Shanghai, China

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