A part of me wants to live.
I want to feel the warm sunlight on my skin;
Smell the first flowers of spring,
And feel the ocean kissing my feet.
And the other part of me, wants to die;
And leave this mad place.
I don't want to hurt anymore,
But I am aware of my pain.
The future has been planned for me.
A battle between life and death.
I want to live, I want to die.
And it sickness me.
