Tired of trying to a somebody.
Tired of trying to leave my mark of this damned world.
Why am I here?
I never asked for this nightmare
I thought you were different I thought I could trust you,
but you betrayed me like everyone else.
Waiting to be betrayed again,
no I am not paraniod
Im just living this teen life.
Dragged in by the people around me
I choke by the words of 'kindness' you all say.
What am I doing here
am I the inside joke I never got?
The outsider of the inside world.
Whatever you decide you can choke on it because I am tired of this near death experince I used to call my life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem