I had a thought last night of killing myself, well nothing can stop me now... until all of us are dead.
The biggest reason of my death will suprise you, but I'm still too scared to tell you.
I don't want to protect them, but i want them to be proud of me....it's a confused feeling, it's a fight between what the society will say and what is best for me...
I live in a world where if you are accepted by the society,
You are no monster...but if they hate you, hell is ready for you.
Okay...I'm ready to say it.
Biggest reason behind my death will be 'THE SOCIETY'.
or you can also call them as 'THEY'...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem