I'm about to cry,
Singing sad songs makes my tears wont run dry.
I'm sick of myself,
Its like I've been stepping on the cliff.
My heart is in pain,
It makes me go insane.
I think I have no face to face them all,
My EGO had been crush and it wont come back anymore.
All of my self-esteem had lost,
It makes me go down and I think,
I lose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem