I am not blind; I just don't want to see.

I am not sick; I just don't want to enjoy.

I am not poor; I just don't want to be grateful.

Don't pity me for my suffering, for I chose it.

Don't feel sorry for my fury, for I decided to get it wrong.

I am not these things I live, for things will pass while I am here.

I am not these things I am, for I will die while I am here.

Don't let my ignorance dazzle you, for, above all, I am here.

Even if I feel tired, may life always go on.

I am here.