Hero? Poem by Midhun M M

Walking down the road
Asking myself y I live
Hated by most
Liked by some
Loved by none
Unexpecting the expected
There he came
Roaring like a roar
Piece by piece
He is cold as warm
He can fly without wings and fall like a rock
His presence made me think
Does the mother know how I feel?
Is she helping or making fun?
He fell on me like the sun Ray
But was as cold as ice
Is he a friend or foe?
He never tells
At last I have someone
Liking my feelings
And yet he falls....