I wonder how many more years will we, as always,

Keep on living with the same “forced smiles”? .

There are times when day by day

I can’t even produce a sound

It’s painful…and I can’t hide my hesitation

I don’t understand the point of living

The sickness won’t stop either

There’s no one, and I don’t want anyone either… .

“I am alive despite wanting to die”

This pain won't stop until i end it.. . .