You are not born yet,
but already so alone.
That you can do nothing, but scream.
Nothing, but pressure and no more help.
Love isn't subsisting,
Hate is dominating.

There is not tenderness.
There is just pain.
There aren't any words.
There is just a cry.

But you had your aim,
did it all for your aim.
Beat all the pain,
Didn't lose your soul.
Now you live your life,
pride is your dignity,
And proudly you can say,
"Thanks for nothing!"

You didn't get any support.
You didn't get any help.
They dropped you on the floor.
They kicked you with their feet.