Who is this that I see
she's in the mirror right before me
her eyes are haunted with shadows
this girls giving up to such sweet sorrows
but she has to go out to face the world now
she's hidding and I never understood just how
but there's a certian pain in the way she smiles
like theres a certian deep deniale
she's lying to herself so she can make it
somehow she's going to brake it
Happiness never came easily for anyone
it comes for a moment and then its gone
trying hold onto it is like holding onto air
you cannot see it and in the dark its hard to believe its there
maybe she's cursed with the disbelieveing disease
or maybe all she has to say is please
but somewhere in that smile I can see a frown
and somehow in getting up there is falling down
but you cant see any of this
you trying so hard to understand what exactly it is
but when the bleeding finally stops
and you can hear her silent tear drops
her chains will be broken
and you'll understand the words silent and unspoken.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem