Nobody knows,
The pain one can feel,
When one feels that one's no good,
And the whole world thinks that it's true.
And when you feel that hope,
That miniscule light,
The thing that lifts you up,
In your time of greatest strife.
Then you know that it's not true,
And you live on being you.
But you now know,
That nobody knows.
The pain that others feel,
When they feel that they're no good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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