Don’t say it’s not enough for you,
But say you tried as hard
As tries to be like others spoon,
Which bends itself apart.
Don’t be afraid no more, enough.
The death will come for you.
If you are fearless that’s tough,
But it will greet and soon
Will ask to take your bone right
And make a girl from it.
So if you can you also might
Be more than mortal meat.
It’s rude enough to call us that,
But truth is not best lie.
You turn around and black cat
Will run across your life.