Stray One

Here I wander the streets,
Born from a unknown one,
With my lovely ones,
Sadly we fell apart from the start,
Some do not live up their life,
And some go elsewhere to find food,
I ran here and there,
Running with the world,
With no permanent roof or food,
I fight day and night,
For my right to live,
Sometimes affection touches my life,
Makes me feel it's not so bad,
You say your life is bad,
Swap a day with me,
And you wouldn't say that,
At the end,
I'm alone,
Taken by no one,
Yet own by World. . . .