I had right to liberty, speech and live but I just had to die

I have eyes, mouth, and beauty but why take me alive?

Conflict, great conflic. Oh my soul, oh oh my soul take no peace from liberty and pay no attention to my beauty

There is one, and then there is two. My eyes see them but it took it at all.

Why take it all from me and come back for more?

I just ad to die but why take me alive?

"Be quiet" "You have to do it" "Do it now

Oh no! no!no! I can't do it.

It is watchig me,

Its eyes so dark and empty, It is always there. Quiet it is, Very very quiet I tell you.

No ears but I know it listens. Even as I write this day it watches.

Conflict, Strong and silent but it somehow shuts my soul.

Strangles the cautious mind with its guilty presence.

I have been given a right to privacy yet it won,t leave me alone.

Peace, even after wining and dining  with it in the presence of liberty I still donot have it.

Oh! It just had to take me alive.