The heat comforted me, but yet when doing so... also cautioned my reason for ever being here.
Here in a nameless country that I have unreowned, have come to alone.
The time moved unwillingly, I contemplated reality... evaluated my past and thought out my future.
There was no doubting my perplexed outlook on life.
For I have been forsaken, a lonely castoff as my family departed.
Merely expired, as each and everyone of them seeked refuge...
And I have no reason in thinking i'll find them.
I'm used to this life though... But i still feel alone, unwelcomed in someones home.
Screaming out the lives i'll never know, visiting a country I had once blossomed in,
those years i wish and will to be here, just one more time.
Yes, i know i'm just an outcast...
So, show me the mercy I can't find on earth.
Help me find the ones i've lost, all for my own unforsaken loss.