Mom, why I should live?Why did you bring me to this hell?Why do I have to bear all this burden?Why did you throw me on the street?
Mom, what should I do?Mom, why does this hurt?I want to split this chest, there is something that hurts there.I want to get it out, I don't want to live with it.
Mom, what do I mean to you?Do you love me?Then why did you let me live?Why are you letting me walk?
Mom, do I live only to die?Why does death feel so beautiful?Should I still walk forward?Why do I feel like turning around.
-Kemal Efendy
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