I am a hostage of life.

If it were up to me I would not be here.

But there are people who "care" who would be devastated if I were not.

Care enough to want me to stick around, don't care enough to listen or help or even understand.

But still, I know I would be causing pain, and would be blamed and called selfish forever.

So I carry on for the convenience of others. A hostage of being alive.