Nobody loves me
Nobody even cares
When I need to open up
Then nobody's there
Nobody wants to listen
To what I have to say
As I start talking
They turn and walk away
Nobody knows me
Like they think they do
They have no idea
How I'm so broken in two
Nobody knows about
All this confusion inside
Since they won't listen
I just swallow it back like pride
Nobody knows about my deppression
They can only sit and dwell
While i'm torn up inside
living through this living hell
wrote 3/2/2008 by Norman Hale Jr.
Hey Norman, I can understand what this poem means and I can believe every word and I do. You are a good writer and I think that you should keep at it. THis is a great piece of poetry. Keep it up.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very sad, and the expression you conveyed really touched my heart...... Keep up your good work, the rest in life will heal its own wound..... Best wishes.... Bonnie Collins