Give me your slap to wake me up.
Sticking to just a funcy imagination.
Should I torch his body.
If I take off my cloth it comes
no matter rich or poor young or old.
It’s just people.
Someday it’ll fall off.
Do you think so fool that you say to me now coward?
Let me Identify myself.
What am I being?
If you are just a small life let you blow up.
Don’t ever think you are such an idiot.
That you can’t do anything.
You already have a life.