Social Death
To what do I owe the honor of being shunned by you,
When all I want is to love you, to hold you?
What are you worried about?
Can you tell me that you are truly happy?
Why should anyone else care who or how you love?
Do they really care for you now?
Why should care about what they think?
Why are you so worried about dying socially?
When will you stop dying inside?
Where will the pain you feel end for you?
Why can't you let go of "social status"?
Why?