I have friends, I love them.
Though I do not know what they feel.
I have enemies, I hate them.
When I knew they are hating me.
I have joy in my life.
Even pain.
It gave me happiness.
Even tears.
I have nothing but one, it's okay.
The one left me, so it's not good.
I am ambitious, but fragile.
I have fire in my life, but withered.
I've got lover, but hater.
It's a crime, it frightened me.
I'm admiring, it becomes vivid.
It's unspoken, it's beautiful.
I loved my fleshes.
But cursing is the best way.
I am something, and some human was nice.
I've got praised, even blamed.
I am nothing, human was scary it's a fact.
They dumped and killed.
I'm logical, but things weakened me.
I'm passionate, but held back.
I'm loud, but introverted.
I'm bold, but sensitive.
I have a dream.
It's to become a good musician, even a porn-star.
I have manner.
It's educated, even wicked.
It's a reality.
Face it, even hide.
Strong and weak.
Be survive.
It's a dream.
Choose it, a gay thing.
Kill and curse.
The ferocity, it is yours.
Good bye.
