This is the mountain I never wanted to climb
This pain and these aches are so deep to handle
This is more than what I expected to feel
I wish love wasn’t this climb
I opened my heart to welcome you in
But no matter how hard I try or which rule I follow
You never seem to be pleased by any of it
You just only took advantage from my pain
Why in your eyes I’m never good enough?
Why to you I am so imperfect?
Why you never notice how firm I try?
Trying to be the person you want?
Until when will you keep ignoring my heartaches?
Until when do I have to face this sorrow?
Until when for you to see my likeness?
Until when will you understand my words?
I keep wondering what made you this blind
Because to you the excellent turns into the worse
Just like the curse that can’t be unsealed
Or spirits are the black smoke in the sanctuary
Now tell me what I have to do
So that to you my breathe won’t be in hopeless
So that I can sense the flavor of my existence
Because this mount is too privileged and I’m tired
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem