Although I sound happy to be here,
I'm not.
Although I said I loved you a year ago,
I don't anymore.
Although I give hugs,
I hate them.
Although I show my face,
I want to hide.
Although I talk,
I want silence.
Although I smile whenever you look at me,
It's just an act.
Although I seem open,
I've told you nothing about me.
Although I don't lie,
I don't tell the whole truth.
Although I've taken the wrong path,
I'm still going after my dream.
Although I am very isolated,
I know more than you think.
Although I am still young,
I have a voice that will be heard.
Although I am suicidal,
I love life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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