I woke up one morning,
and I was told
to get on a plane
to a different state we go
I was sad
and said let me tell my friends
and then I was told
we will come back again
But then a second later
a ring from my phone
and I was told
we weren't coming back home
My heart started to race
and I started to cry
the pain I felt
I was going to die.
Who do I believe
in this mess that i'm in?
noone is telling the truth
and that is a sin
And I never even got to say goodbye
I don't know if we will go back
but the one thing I know
That one day I WILL go back
Never got to say goodbye
It still hurts me today
and I just came to this dreadful state
Yesterday.
Will I be happy one day
or always upset
because I feel like I am being controlled
like a puppet.
Never getting to say goodbye
makes you feel like you're going to die
and so I sit here and sigh
I didn't even get to say goodbye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem