This is me

No one can control your happiness. 

No one can tell you what to do.

Get up and stop living in a sad depressed life.

He wants you for sex, but yet he can't get it, because of a disease you have that's controlling you.

You act out, because you don't know how to react when he speaks.

You act out, because you don't want to be touched.

You act out, because you have been infected that's stuck with you for the rest of your life.

Give yourself a chance to be loved and don't disgrace yourself to be lost without a soul.

Keep going and keep trying, because in the end no one is there.