The Who I chose painfully to be

I wish to speak
Everything but words come
I wish shout
Everything but sound come
I wish hate
Everyone but me to blame
Some will speak
They tell hurting truths about me

Where am I to run ?
Where shall be step forth ?
Trouble became my friend
Loneliness my companion

You ask me if I have been a fool to do the things I do ?
I nod and agree
A word I shall not utter
Cause what is they to battle ?

To cut my hand
I put over your shoulder
To slash my heart
and use the blood to cover your eyes


I m indeed who I choose
The Lolipop or the bitter medicine ?
Listen if you hear
Think if you see

I gained nothing
If I owned everything
and yet not know
that precious something

I once heard
I am who I am because of what I chose
The hardship, The pains
I would not give them away because
They are part of who I am