*** Do I have any reason for living?

Do I have any reason for living?
Tell me, What for should I live?
Can you give the reason for singing?
Can you give me the power to sing?
Nobody hears, no one understands
Nobody believes and no one can help.
That’s what my life consists of.
My singing is never heard.
So why should I stay in this world?
Why should I be alone?
What for do I write my poems?
What for do I exist?
I do not know the answers.
Of questions my life consists.
And I pray the gods, pray for the power,
But my prayers are never heard.
So I stay alone, nobody helps me;
Why should I stay in this world?
All I’ve got is my songs and my feelings,
But nobody can understand
All the words that I tell when singing,
The stream of which can never end.
Boys do not tell me I’m pretty,
I’m unable to sing about love.
And I wish there was place somewhere,
The place where I always could come.
The place where I would be listened,
The place where I could sing,
Where people would understand me,
The place where I could live.