Sometimes I just wish I'd be a flaming phoenix, being a witness of the live cycle. I just want to see how everyone around me are born, grow and get older... I am not meant to be a person, a human being, I need to be something else. I don't care if I die, because I'll never disappear, I'll come alive again from my own ashes, from my own broken pieces. Live, to me, is just a way to tear me apart. Crying is useless now, not even a whole ocean can extinguish my flaming wings. I'll never die, although pain is what my body is made of, I won't vanish. I will be alive as long as I'm scattered around, I will never die.