my story of life

eyes blink in hesitation, 

sighs of great relief, 

is this what life has come to? 

me looking back 

on whether or not 

i am a queen 

should i be treated like this ?

am i fool?

whats your reason ?

do i get a say?

am i cool ?

shall i live to the next day?

i wonder ...

till next time 

we meet again 

i choose  

to live