my story of life
eyes blink in hesitation,
sighs of great relief,
is this what life has come to?
me looking back
on whether or not
i am a queen
should i be treated like this ?
am i fool?
whats your reason ?
do i get a say?
am i cool ?
shall i live to the next day?
i wonder ...
till next time
we meet again
i choose
to live