She said
I don’t know if I’m dead or alive
please let me know when you bury me
I don’t feel the excitement or any sensations
cut my skin with a knife, that can feel both
I don’t know what to choose and what to regret
please act like me in front of others
laughing and crying is the only thing I know
I can laugh easily over a minimalistic joke
and cry if a baby cries
I don’t know a word or a sentence that you speak
glare at me, when I will try to make my word
I don’t believe or doubt any news
teach me those lessons so that I can never think
I don’t know who is a friend and who is an enemy
please blind me that I will never know
I do have a mind and heart
I do have light and dark
but I don’t know why I have these
what to do with it.