Once, I wanted to follow you,

Follow your footsteps, be on your shoes,

But I can’t reach you out,

Can’t get hold of you!

I drew near you,

But you drew a line in between,

I started to take a step,

But you pushed me out to nowhere!

And now you are telling me,

That I’m totally useless,

Immobile and imbecile,

How could you?

Now, I realize,

It’s not that I can’t get hold of you,

It’s just that you don’t want me,

Okay, you’re the boss anyway!

Bur don’t worry,

Though you hurt me much,

In my heart, there’s no hatred,

I don’t wonna plant it there, especially for you!