There will come a day when I’m not here
On that day I’ll decide what means more to
Me
Living in sadness or getting out of this place
One day I’ll finally decide and make up my mind
I’ll be gone and the tormenting won’t be bothering
All the cruel things won’t happen to me anymore
I won’t have to keep feeling worthless and clumsy
All of those bad feelings will leave and stop harming me
Before I go I want to tell them one thing they really
Should know
I want to tell them they made the mistake not me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem