When my life is sad
I am really, really bad:
I am rude, I'm not polite.
I wake up, I turn on light,
I go to school, I see my friends
But I don't exist for them.
I become more irritable than ever.
When do I become their friend? Never!
Public impression is that I am rude or not polite.
I can say my life is like a kite:
Sometimes it flies,
Sometimes it lies.