I will never, ever be happy enough,
And if I can no longer carelessly play,
No one survives life, I know,
Trees suffer my share of suffocation,
These outsiders glance at my body in amazement,
At that which cannot be solved,
How am I able to ward off,
The weakness, the sickness?
They stand strong every time you look their way.
And no one can deny it,
A network of body cells guarding me,
And protecting me,
Rising me with a ring of strength.
It builds up my front,
Where I come across as unbreakable,
Standing tall, untouched by the harmful,
Hiding my weakness and vulnerability,
My immune system is still intact,
For my safe-keeping,
Protecting my innocence from the virus attack!