Should i embrace my pride?
Telling a life story of who am i?
Should i be scared or terrified?
Should’ve  said yes mommy it’s all true?
But then would you have questioned me?
“Why would you lie to me?’’
My response is i feel guilty of the pain?
Swallowing pills to numb my thoughts ?
I drank the wine to ease the my cry?
Should i be scared or terrified?
My eyes want to be blind; My heart bleeds of the frostbite, 
As if i were dead or waiting for death.
Should i be scared or terrified?
Should i live for me to be happy, or to be free?
Is my life an untold dream?
Should i awake and understand what is happening?
Or should i be more unknown of my own thoughts to the world?
I know this won’t be easy, so just bare and listen to me.
It’s not easy to live but not easy to die; if it was up to me,
I would rather sit on the blue ocean and cry to the animals who live inside.