I wish that I was stronger
And always said what I needed to say
I’ve become so wishy-washy
And I hate myself this way
When you’re not here, my head’s clear
And I finally see a new day
But you draw me back with a kiss
And I hate myself this way
It’s a lose/lose situation
And it’s really not okay
We’re in pain no matter what
And I hate myself this way
We’re twisting trying to fit
Into the other’s point of view
Soon we’ll twist out of our skin
And we’ll be somebody new
I’m holding on to fragments
As so many blow away -
I’m losing myself in pieces
And I hate myself this way
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem