Away from your own blood, When you feel the pain of being left out by everyone around. When you see jolly people around and it pains to know you aren't a part of them. When your parents are your sole support but it pains to tell them for they are helpless. When people greet you in the morning only to seek your help in the evening. When people play loud music n dance, your only companion_the book in your hand seems lifeless. When you die to laugh with a bunch of folks but realize those folks are tired of laughing. Laughing at you. Maybe?
In search for the right track which they call wrong.