I beg todiffer, dear friend.
Both worlds feels cold to me.
I've seen fires.
They offer no warmth.
At least none that I will accept.
I am cold.
It will go on.
I know what to do.
The helping hand stinks.
I know the lies lies LIES!
I want nothing of it.
Exept for everything.
Take me inside.
I will keep a straight face.
Will not scream.
Will not cry in public.
I am no threat.
I am
A pig
In a cage
On antibiotics