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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