The selfish act.
The thought swiftly killed.
Your parents said its in our nature.
So you do it too.
The blood in their veins.
Is now blood in yours.
The soul they were given.
Now lost to your fork.
Pain never ending.
Never seen by us.
Gates like auschwitz.
To keep cries shut.
I try to tell you.
About the cancer in my heart.
But opinions like razorblades.
Cut my voice apart...
