im lost
i cant pick out one feeling from another
i cant decide what is right and what is wrong
i cant decide what i want, what i need
i cant make sense of anything
i think im hurting
i think im scared
but i think im content
i think im brave
i think im smart
i think im stupid
i think im ugly
i think im pretty
i think
i think
i think its you
i think i miss you
i htink i need you
i think i still love you
i hate what is becoming of this world
becoming of people
i hate life
its boring
nothing to do
i hate myself
i hate everything
but only when without you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem