I am the mask
I am the hurt
I am the unloved
I am the betrayed
I am the hated
I am the sadness
I am the anger
I am the hunger
I am the lust
I am the need
I am the demand
I am the devil
I am the forgotten
I am the last one
I am the starving
But most of all I am me
I am the one who you know
That laughs
That smile
That cares
That helps
That one who offers to help
That one who ask for help
With the loneliness
With the sadness
With the hatred
With the pain
With the hunger
With the anger
With the sadness
I’m trying my best
I’m trying to fight
I’m trying to feel more then pain
I’m trying to find the friendship you offer
I’m trying to ask for help
But am failing with every owns in my body
So I ask for help
Not with words
Neither though it might be easier
For you and me
I want to scream
I want to cry
I want to yell
I want to laugh
I want to dace
I want to sing
I want to be someone
I want to feel happy
I want to feel loved
I want to feel like I belong
To someone
To someone special
To someone who care
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