Alone here
On My Own.
Standing in the middle
Of A crowd.
I never understand
why am I so different?
Is it my life?
the way I talk about life?
I know I stand
As Lone Wolf.
Just go in pack
Then seperate.
I never really know
What goes on till
The very last minute.
When It has passed.
I cry in the night
To hear...To know
Who hears me
In this beautiful night.
Love me
I cry as I'am falling
To the beyond place.
I didn't understand.
I walk around
To really know
To really find
What's My purpose.
The Lonely Wolf I became
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I would like to translate this poem
Your sense of lonliness is felt in your words...The indifference you feel in your life right now is normal…just know that you are not alone in this world…….may your heart be fill with joy and may you find peace deep within it….. Scott