Yes I run away when times are tough,
Not because I am a sprinting buff,
I like to do the things that are my comfort stuff.
I am no problem solver or a skilled real man,
Not someone who can bring pride for the clan,
People look at me and say he is a trash can.
My reality is unknown because I am hidden,
I know that my ideas seem stupidity ridden,
But may be I will die like this at the last Goodbye to be bidden.