i know how it feels.
i know how it feels to feel unloved.
i know how it feels to feel unwanted,
mistreated,
hated,
misunderstood,
and it all.
i know.
i feel like i been through it all.
i feel like i been through hell and back.
i feel like my life was meant to be a disaster.
i feel like i wasnt meant to be here.
everytime-
before i self destruct,
i think about it and i remember,
everything happens for a reason,
and i was put here for a specific reason.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem