Where am I going?
Where have I been?
No one takes the time
to understand
Passing through me
Walking by me
No one ever takes a look
To see what they hurt
Their eyes face straight
They keep moving forward
Leaving me in the cold
Watching them go
Don't have much left
Sorry if it’s too much
If someone were to take the time
To notice me
Aspiration to realize itself... ”There eyes face straight” The interesting...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Powerful writing Megan, well done and keep going. X