I hate this place
Well, sort of.
It’s just so new
Not what I’m used too
Here I have no one
I’m all alone
Here life is empty
And I’m scared to the bone.
I hate sitting here
Wondering as people walk by
Would they stop to say, “Hi”
If only I was an acquaintance?
I’m so tired of everything
I just want it to end
Let me sleep
Long and deep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem