Sitting on the side
Watching time go by
God I need a real decision
See myself get lost
And all that it might cost
Got to find my mission
Crossing off more names
Trying to stay sane
What is my condition?
Give myself away
To just another stray
Do I need permission?
Cry until the dawn
Know I’m just a pawn
Need an intermission
If only I could die
Wouldn’t need to ask you why
Pretend it was submission
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a good conclusion to a poem that drew all my attention. sad & you portrayed your feelings remarkably well. i read it twice, i was compelled.