I used to consider myself,
a petty part of a tree called world.
What sin have I done?
to turn many a leaf deaf?!
It’s not my choice,
that I have not much to look at.
So who the hell are you?
to call me ugly and fat?!
Weak I was,
withered with time.
But strong I am, and
will be stronger every time!
What I lack in looks,
I make it up in my actions.
And I know that without me,
incomplete, someone will be!
I now consider myself,
an important part of this tree called world.
And I am going to be the leaf,
that enjoys the show put on by the deaf!
a petty part of a tree called world.
What sin have I done?
to turn many a leaf deaf?!
that I have not much to look at.
So who the hell are you?
to call me ugly and fat?!
Weak I was,
withered with time.
But strong I am, and
will be stronger every time!
What I lack in looks,
I make it up in my actions.
And I know that without me,
incomplete, someone will be!
an important part of this tree called world.
And I am going to be the leaf,
that enjoys the show put on by the deaf!