I'm choosing me no matter what you say.
I'm not a victim, a prey or a spiritual resource.
I'm not an option someone's got by force.
I'm a simple reason for myself to live.
I've got a fire over me and a storming rain
A heavy sky fuild with darkness of the clouds.
I stood alone. The very place with no humans crowds.
The place of agony of thougths and soul pain.
I'm choosing me though known I'm too weak.
Though my awareness and gross lack of remorse
That I could have been you whanted me to be
by yours and only by your choice.
No matter what. I'm choosing me.
I'm letting you to go. I'm leaving as we speak.
2023.11.09