Funny how im still breathing,
All the struggles,
Heart ache.
I want to please myself,
But i dont know how,
Can you tell me?
I sit here wishing i was dead.
Not dead,
just dead to here.
I want to get away,
Freedom is so close within my reach,
I can taste it, it gives me chills.
I want to please you,
But it hurts me,
Please show me what makes me happy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the third verse ;)