Who am I?
I really don’t know
What am I?
I really don’t know
Why am I?
I really don’t know.
Sometimes, I clown
Bringing laughter to
those down
Sometimes, in anger I
frown
And make others mind
blown.
At times, I am very
sad
That I never listened
to my Dad
At times, I am glad
to be mad
But that is also bad.
Often am I confused
Wondering why I’m
refused
Often am I rejected
And remain dejected.
Oh! God……Then who am I?
I’m just an ordinary
man.
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