Quietly sitting, feeling lost inside, staring out the window,
looking for something to hold on to.
Finding nothing to sustain me, being filled with hopelessness
inside, crying.
Tears not forming in my eyes, only staying within this heart,
not letting me feel the relief they might bring.
Sitting quietly, staying within my mind, restlessly going on
with life, quietly sitting, feeling lost inside.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem