I will stand
They're Ill. They chose me. I don't know why. Maybe I was easy to get. Maybe I was easy to trace. It was one moment for them. It was pleasure for them. The pleasure that made me fall into endless pit of suffering. Everyday I think death is prettier than life. Everyday I think heaven or hell, anything is better than this. But they forget one thing. They forget that I am more. I am strong. This is my fight and I won't fall again. This is all mine to take and I will show how strong I am than others. I will grow through pain because I know I have to. I will come up. I will not let this be gone. I will not vanish for your sins. I will stand on my feet. And I will stand tall.