Where do I stand?
Nada Amine Awar
Dear God
Dear God
You make it rain
I hate it when it rains
You create the bees
And I hate their stings
I watch TV
All the nightlong
And I go to school
When the bell ring
I’ve got a temper
I fight my friend
That’s all for now
You understand
I am six years
Where do I stand?
