Why oh why do I hate myself
What have I done
To forsake my soul
Why do I make friends
If they're going to leave
What happens to my heart
With the love i give out
What happens when it is torn apart
Why do I even love with all my heart
Will i ever know true love
Will I ever know true happiness
Or Will I always be alone
With no one to understand me
Why do I even live
When there is no one to love
I feel that God is my only friend
He is the only one who understands me
I feel that no one wants to feel the real me
Oh man I just want to die
I just want to meet my maker
I JUST WANT TO DIE! ! ! ! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This one I can truly relate to. I just want to die, because people seem to look right through me. They judge me harshly for only wanting to bt nice and because I want to be myself. Will I ever find someone taht loves me? That can relate to me? Or will I be condemed to the dark oblivion of my nightmares, to walke alone forever, eyes blank and as black as my soul. You are very good at poety. I admire your technic. I hope I would be able to right as good as you someday.