i know, my love
im addicted to words
and everything i say is barely a whisper
but i scream for attention
and you never mention
im weak
and you'll never love me
and i hold on
and i'm chained down
to everything that wounds me
i cant change this
i dont want this
i cant change this
i dont want this
you dont get this
and i'm hopeless
please save me
Sometimes, the best person to listen to oneself is... oneself. Nobody is responsible for another's emotions, though they may wound. Hopeless? I think not. This resounded. t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is REALLY GOOD! keep writing, it helps me, i'm sure it'll help you too.