*Knock-knock* on a door.
I already know who’s there.
Can I take it anymore?
Can I hide? But where?

*Knock-knock* on my door.
I know it won’t go away.
Do I have to say “Hello”?
Do I have to pay?

*Knock-knock* so loud now.
I know this is last warning.
I need to open, need to bow,
I need to take it every morning.

I open door with a weak smile.
My position is very clear.
I will be on fire,
My pain is again here…

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