If only I can talk and convey what I want to say for her to hear my agony and pain.
I do not wish to be an instrument of poverty. I think it is my freedom to live with just, honor and respect.
I want to see the world in its full version. I don’t want to be rapt in this place. I want change!
I am not a coin bank. I am just a little kid longing for respect and love. I want to see a society that accepts a person without any condition.
I want to be accepted in this world. I do not want to be categorized as a cause instead I want to be one factor of change.
I am born out of love and not out of lust. I know my parents have plan for me but they cannot see it clearly for they are too young as they created me.
I cannot get any food on the breast of my mom. I don’t want people looking at her breast as I absorb few nutrients from it.
My mom didn’t wish to be in this condition. Somehow she regrets but does not bother to blame someone.
I know the world can still change and I want to be the cause of it.
- Little boy steadily looking at the world, innocently wishing to change it.
