I sat in the wrong place at the wrong time,
You weren't going to listen to me saying I'm fine.
You caught me off guard I couldn't hide,
And now I'm trebbily scarred inside.
I saw the look in your face,
It was the same look if disgrace.
I'm not the same perfect little catholic school child you knew,
For when I told you the disapointment grew.
I was a screw up yes it's true,
The first time I was touched I wasn't even two.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
@ Sunprincess, this actually is a true poem, all my poetry is written from experiences and the way they have made me feel, please feel free to tell me if this is a bad thing?