I don’t want to cry, but I have to cry
I don’t want to laugh, but I have to laugh
I don’t want to love, but I have to love
Sniffling, face wet with salty tears
Smiling till my face hurts
Saying I love you it’s not for real
Thinking about it feels like a slap
A slap to the face, getting lost though there’s a map
It’s hard to read, never feeling smug
I have to cry but I don’t want to cry
I have to laugh but I don’t want to laugh
I have to love but I don’t want to love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem