"you are so lucky"
said an unlucky person
" why am I lucky?"
the money I have is not enough
the health I have is not enough
I want to find a freedom to be
a word to say, a story to tell
but I have nothing but myself
and it's not enough to me.
there's people without a place to belong
without a redemption from mistakes
I've seen so much... desperation
inside and outside
I can't help but to be blind to the pain of my heart
do you still think I'm lucky?
I will consider myself lucky if someone loves me.