I have reasons.
I have reasons to fall in deep.
I have reasons to be like this,
To be as pathetic and vulnerable.
What am I?
What I do?
What have you done to me?
People always stare at me.
Am I a monster?
What have you done to me?
I thought everything happen for a reason, but the only reason I have, it's consuming my mind.
What have you done?
It's simple, it's sad.
They told me I'm mad.
They told me I'm wrong.
But, What if I'm not?
