I wish I could tell you, how broken I feel
My body just aches, but you wouldn’t know
They said ignorance is bliss and so I,
turn myself over and become you.
Trying to escape these horrible fate
The sorrow and confusion weigh an unbearable ton,
I run and hide, but agony collapses over me
And I can no longer flee.
I put my face masked of strong will and so I,
turn myself over and become you.
Hearing the echoing sounds of guns fires and the smell of slaughterhouse
I freeze to my Bone.
And yet I turn myself over and become you.
Remember that time when the storm blew up quick, and you stood near a brown muddy river
And watched the rain till it stopped.
And when it stopped you Cross over it, stone by stone, log by log.
There I turn myself over and become you.
Remember being eight and your Favorite game as a child was Hide and Seek?
Your goal is to hide and not being found,
you wouldn’t have to worried about hearing the sounds of firework from above, nor the smell of a slaughterhouse.
 Same game same rule, Just like a mouses hiding from Red-Tailed Hawk,
I too play that game
But for me, my goal is to hide so I can seek for tomorrow.
Remember that?
Remember hearing the echoing of them shout“ come out, come out wherever you are, show yourself, and we will FREE you.”
Their voice range like the blade of a dangerous deed into your ears.
Remember that?
Remember when the COYOTE cried out loud you stopped Breathing.
 Saying they are coming near you so Be Careful.
There I crouched under Sugarcane field with my trembled Body which covers in cuts and Bruises.
Overwhelming by FEAR that I forget about PAIN and so I,
turn myself over and become you.
Remember that?
But I bet you wouldn’t know.
I was just nine when I was forced to adulthood,
And I can barely hold myself together.
I lay down on the icy ground; there I hope to find peace in the land edge of Death,
Instead, Only to find myself being driven back into the past.
I made Wishes many times upon the twinkling stars to guide me through these horrifying storm.
But instead, I found myself walking through the Flames of HELL.
There, I give myself a new identity.
My Soul DIES as I heard more Cries in the distance.
Hearing the approach of footsteps and rushing sounds
I run and run as FAST as I could,
I FLY up high into the open sky,
There I hide inside of the winds.
I pretend to be someone else.
But I wouldn’t trade my experience with anything else.
In the end, it becomes valid.
Now I can see the Daylight in the far distance,
I see the Blooming flower under the Sunlight,
Blessing is filling life like the blooming flower in the mountain,
It makes me strong again,
But I bet you wouldn’t know.
Someday I just wish you understand just how much I endure inside and Learn from it.
Overall I just hope you know that we too are HUMAN.
NOT ANIMALS!
And that’s my wish before we both went off on our own path.
I hope you remember
I too am a living HUMAN being.
Please
Remember my wish.
So I don’t have to be someone else.