I don't mean to harm anyone
but I have no choice but evade
the past, the present and now the future.
I saw you experience the loss of
your youth, your love and your future
"We both got here too late..."
"She didn't say anthing..."
The title of my life, the so-called social status,
the physical and the exterior which
people use to judge me by
are nothing but gimmick.
I was floating in the room,
watching the two men that I loved
feeling my whole life pass me by
and run me dry,
and I didn't even get to comment on it
reflect on it nor could I recall anything
that was worth remembrance.
This is my last glimpse of life
this acequiece is what I left to you
as always,
I choose to discard all these burden
and the obligation, expectation
you both hold me back and subdue my individuality
my capriciousness and my subjectivity.