Wounds of a human, force one to cry br Even yell, in pain. br These emotions cannot be kept bottled up, for much longer br As I require to express myself, even if it means expressing only unhappiness br It is not so easy to be happy but I try. br For me being alive is even harder, since I try to fight away, the so called madness br I am a good person and I require just your love, dear God br Do care for me and bless me with all your divine love br Which is immense, for all.