It all started with a cry
The place doesn't look familiar
Different feelings, different voices
Where so many things exist
But he met people of his kind
And that made him feel safe
Some things came he could try
Even if they were not regular
Wasn't allowed to make certain decisions
But one sure thing was to persist
There is a little change in his mind
And things are still at its base
Beautiful things kept giving him a smile
He could club and party as usual
Visiting different countries and places
But would never indulge in a heist
Things were going really fine
But he never remembered the word " save"
Now times have passed by
He could no longer wear his casuals
Nor even compete in races
His life was just a mess
And death gave him forever rest.