Didn’t know how and when it was started, I make a fire without I even knowing.
At first, the fire was small and I can turn it off with a little water.
Then, I make the same fire again, burn some wood and create another fire.
This time, I know it will be a big fire but I keep put a wood inside.
The fire get bigger and bigger, burn everything around and hurt everyone around.
It start to touch my skin, burning me alive.
I want to get out but there is nothing that can help me.
I scream and cry inside, while the fire keep burning me.
Nobody was there anymore for me, nobody listen even I scream really loud.
Some people come and put water into that fire, but the fire just being bigger and bigger.
I try to ran out, my skin is half burned now.
People start to asking me, ‘why and what happen’, and all I can say is just a fake story.
I say the fire chase me, didn’t dare to tell them that I am the one who turn on the fire.
With a half skin that keep me alive, I try to healing my own self.
Try hard to be normal again, try once again to be a human.
Regret about what I made, regret what I already create.
But, it just useless because it didn’t change the fact.
I am the one who need to change, I am the one who know the real behind the fire.
Now the fire is really big, there is nothing I can do to stop it.
It can burn everything, even my half self.
It can kill me, but choose to be alive and keep alive ?
It was a big decisions.
I may be shy, I may be stupid.
I just a human that can make a big mistake and try to be normal once again.
Hoping for a chances, hoping for miracle.
Try to fix something, try to calm down the fire.
People who get burning by that, there is nothing I can do except telling them how sorry I am.
I just a kid who need a guide, I just a woman who need a ride.
