Unlike the stars on the night...
Unlike the raven that fly towards those stars...
I always cry and felt in these dark side
Asking God why?
Until now the pain still inside...
I wish I can go like those ravens!
But I always fall through the questioning the holly arc!
Not because of those people who makes me fall
Nor the struggles that I can't get forward...
But the sickness and the hurtfulness I feel on own myself...
From the start I really hate being me!
From the start I really want to regret all! !
And from the start I always want to escape in these pain of being ME...
But I KNOW I CAN'T!
Always blaming my pain on these side, , ,
The side that no one see me cry...
The side that no one hear me shout...
And the side which where I said to be...
I belong...
Darkness! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem