My friends wake up at 5 AM every day
to making a breakfast
For her husband

I wake up at 9 A.M every day
then dancing with my favorite song

My friends sleep at 3 A.M
because her baby can’t stop
crying and pooping

I sleep at 3 A.M also
Cause I can’t flee from
My past haunting mistakes

My friends have a decent lovely
Complete family

I have a dense bullet
aiming into my head

My friends are busy
Planing a future financial

me and the other gloomy friends
still planing a good vacation
Which we’re going to cancel it
Because we’re just a bunch of overthinking
Human being

Touch my breast
Touch my ***
Everybody thinks those are public properties

Fight for the right of being women
Offended by sexiest jokes
Everybody judges me as a convensional boring chick

**** my body
**** my free willing of going every where without afraid for becoming an object of cat calling
Everybody calls it, modernist
women need another level of being open

Ask me my phone number
Follow me until finding where my home
Everybody labels it as madly falling in love, women dont need to be terrified

I do not have a future
So future won't see me
Then I pray for my death
Yet life still asking me

I need water
Yet my bottle is empty
I want a lover
Would you like to be my baby?

If a trash could write a poetry
Would you like to read?
Or you just regard it ******
Cause nothing worth comes from it

It was getting cold
warm breath beside my ear
turning cold and frizzy

I was trying to make it
warm like it used to be
I was trying to change this

starting to burning
anything around, hoping
that breath wasn't freezing

instead of the unseen
ice inside his breath
getting melted

it stayed still freezing  
the fire wasn't enough burning
yet I had nothing to give

thus I burned myself
gave my flesh to keep
the fire wouldn't be dead

I said to myself
I need more and more fire
what else I can burn and burn till that can turn

I said to myself
hold it a little bit more and more
He won't be as cold as night anymore  

fire was on
yet his breath was still cold

fire was on
I couldn't take the control

fire was on
promptly touching my soul

fire was on
I wish I was never holding him on

I'm disgusted by myself
Because I am starting to believe in your song
And barely dancing the way you want