We must seek the sick people,
With our right hand, we should do right,
To have a beautiful heart, not to have a wicked brain,
To fill our hearts and to feel the broken hearted.
I am an Aide to aid people,
It is my duty and honor, not to have an honor,
I have seen a scene,
Where a bald bawled in front of me,
When I was going down, I feel very down,
And someone meet me to give me a meat,
He is a male who is a mail man,
To meet a man who is so gentle and handsome too.
So I entered my room and try to unwind but the wind slapped me,
I was a little nervous until I saw a little girl,
“No” I said, Now I know that she was a ghost,
I tried to run but I decided to walk.
This is the last, I started it with my heart
I want to live my life but I think I will now leave.
The girl I saw a while ago, The one whom I loved long time ago.
She is like a sea, whom I love in the deepest of my heart.
