I rather keep quiet than explaining

How bad it turned out to be.

I rather wave at you

In a distance than to hug you closely

Then you’ll get a chance to stab Me silently.

I rather love and leave you than

Getting myself hurt by hoping

For reciprocal.

I rather stay hungry for days

Than to beg food from you.

All you could do, find victory

In my suffering.

I rather love a stranger

Than one of my own.

I rather choose them over and over

Again, they get to love unconditionally

Without asking neither questioning

“If I help you, what’s my take?”

One said blood is thicker than water,

I rather use my last breath

To recite poetry than trusting my very own.