If I have hell within me,
then I must provide;
you with a reason why,
that I should have died,
thus, with natural humility,
I shall not disappoint,
when you see me crying,
my laughter will disjoint,
more things out of proportion,
to keep the scene in check,
where, it’s right that you whip me,
and I a nervous wreck,
so, do not give me warmth,
torment me, ‘til I’m old,
take the right to defend myself,
for I deserve the cold,
I ache, to live in an alien world,
it’s yours, so execute,
as when the moment, I am gone,
all will be resolute.