But express this but none other,
It is a gift I wish I could not bother,
Even though it is killing me sometimes,
But all I could do is to keep it mine.
Then change it I shall.
But change I opt out,
It is a gift I am without;
Even though I know it is for my own good,
But all I could do is to stay where I stood.
Then hide it I shall.
And hide I shall,
For this is what I am all about;
I am always this well,
For this is what everyone wants to hear about.