I will make it hard for myself to breathe
I will until my whole body turns blue
I will until I feel the same way they have felt

I will stand under the sun until it leaves
I will stand until my skin has fully burned
I will until I smell the same way they have smelt

I will make it hard for myself to cry
And then I’ll cry until another one of them is dead
I’ll cry until I can’t, I’ll cry until my eyes melt

I will make it hard for myself to smile
I will feel their despair
I will feel it until I can not feel it anymore
I will feel it as if I was one of them
I will feel it as if I was just another victim of war

And tomorrow; when I don’t feel like feeling like I’m one of them
I will feel inhuman
I will feel devastated
I will feel the way I feel everyday
I will feel okay
And I will feel guilt.