Most of all, I want to die
Why does the world want me this much
instead, why can't we share?
Is there really so much I can't see
or do I just not care?
My feelings are entangled
in a way I simply can't describe
At once my life has taken a turn
changed me, to a different type
If I had to choose
between wrong and right
I'd choose for you
instead I have to fight
Most of all, I want to live