is this me
I'm a person to fear
my anger gets to hard to bear
i've hurt the ones i've loved
with words and things i've done
my soul is cold
my heart is week
i don't think i can break free
so to free my family i moved away
to keep them out of harms way
Instead of hurting them
I hurt my self in ways you don't want to know
If people saw they would take me away
and stick me in a mental ward
this is way in single
I don't want to hurt anymore
one day the anger will disappear
but for now I must be and live alone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem