Marooned

I am bad people say, but nay they are wrong

I express myself and I am good.

I cry people say, but nay they are wrong

I am tough and brave.

Sufferings are my past present and future.

But I go through all agony and torture.

I never surrender to the thorns of life.

I shall let no other life in my rank.

The rank of dignity.

For I have the power to mutiny,

The bad phase of life.

 No bad treatment or the common man,

Neither words nor actions,

Can weaken my bold heart.

For I care the least for the ones,

Who bare me hard.