I close my eyes to listen
The wind caresses me
The trees whisper
The birds sing a melody
My eyes do not open

I blindly reach to feel
The winds whistle
The trees shake
The birds fly off
My hand finds the surface

I pull myself to live
The winds push me
The Trees gossip
The birds ignore me
My body is alive

I know they prefer me dead
The casket broke
The lies of "normal" are no more
The forcing of my mask no more
My eyes are open